past it

sometimes i feel stuck at 19. i feel so young and naive and like i'm treading water in a a place that has waves bigger than me.

and then. i talk to a 19 year old.

or i read an argument for cynicism that i've heard so many times since i was a teenager.

and i remember. how old i am.

and i feel happy to be right here.

past all that.

and that isn't an attack on *being* nineteen , of course. i had fun at 19.

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