we’re so young. we’re so young. we have so much time. there’s this sentiment i sometimes sense, creeping in our collective conscious as we lay alone after a party, or pack up our books when we give in and go out – that it is somehow too late. that others are somehow ahead. more accomplished, more specialized. more on the path to somehow saving the world, somehow creating or inventing or improving. that it’s too late now to BEGIN a beginning and we must settle for continuance, for commencement.
- keegan | it’s never too late to start. - brycedotvc [emphasis mine]
exploration of the mental fantasia in which we spend our days.
