2022-05-25 07:02:00 (UTC)
I got tricked into thinking my actions and feelings mattered so early on.
I wonder why.
N will be a freshman when I Become a senior. Crazy. He’ll probably fit in perfectly somehow. And even if he doesn’t I’m gonna still see him in the same building. He hasn’t even gotten to middle school yet. Maybe life will feel consequential for him. K is already about to get married at the end of the year, then move out. I wonder, will N be a more bearable sibling when he’s 14-15? Probably not. Looking at myself, I feel like him at that age may be a dreadful experience. I best mature quickly to be able to tolerate it. Tolerate myself. Tolerate him. Tolerate the world.