Like so many other things, it’s behind us, way behind us. The old days are never coming back. But we remember them, we remember every detail of it.
We are not like others, we don’t forget and we don’t regret anything. We don’t even regret the passing of time. We make new time, right here, right new. We make more afternoons under the sun, under new suns and more nights under every moon.
I miss high school... but, boy! Am I glad I brought the best things out of high school with me!
We can make it. The future is ours if we want it. One day we will rule the world…
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