Sometimes when I see small children I think this way: I’m glad that I have survived life this far. I don’t have too much time left to deal with things that this kid have to. I’ve managed alright and I will soon be finished with all this. I realize that thinking like this might seem strange to a lot of people, but I just feel that I still look at the future with anticipation and not a lot of longing for the past.
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