I wonder what my life will be like over the next few years. I feel like when I look back at this diary and my second diary on here that I have had for even longer, it's so weird to see how each year was something different. The things I wrote about, or the periods of time I remember writing them. It feels like things can just change so quickly.
I can meet girls, love them and lose them, find jobs and lose them, move to a thousand different places, meet a thousand different people, grow my hair, cut it, grow it, cut it, gain weight and lose it, drink too much or not at all, do drugs, stop, do drugs, stop. It all feels slow at the time but it's actually just all happening so fast.