Getting through the morning took a full day’s worth of effort.
My smiles have been fake all day and now my cheeks, in addition to my soul, hurt.
Sometimes you have to give up on your dreams to pay the rent. That’s not failure. It’s recognizing that you don’t love anything nearly as much as you love not being homeless.
A quick interaction with the customers and employees of Forever 21 remind me that while I’m not particularly happy to get older, I’m so glad I’m not 21.
“Well, the Lord rested on the seventh day and he got enough rest for all of us.”
Somewhere on the timeline, late in the twenties, you make a conscious effort to stop doing the things that make you regret your life choices.
After the laughter died down, I completely understood why Edward Nigma switched his focus from innovation to crime.