"Oh well these days, I wish I was six again."
The older people get, the more complicated the world seems to be. I don't know if this is us gaining necessary awareness or just carelessly destroying our innocence (probably a mix of both), but I'm trying to learn to deal.
You see, I have a tendency to think way too much. I've learned that I need to have an outlet for my thoughts in order to prevent total madness, so here we are. Maybe I'll share something you find worthwhile?