The uneventful days of this summer are unsettling. Even for someone like myself who doesn't really live much, it is usually a bit more upbeat than this. I think maybe I have lost myself completely. I used to be wild and free, I cared for nothing but the now, and I let the fear of consequences settle in when they were actually right in front of me. Now I can't stomach the thought of a single reckless moment, but I can't seem to stomach fear either. I miss the nights that were more than visiting a friend and heading home. I miss when I acted on impulses of adventure that still flow so strongly through me.
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