Less
Perhaps as I got older I began to expect less, less on all levels. Less fun, less care, less partying, less family, less life remaining. The last one is just a sum but there seems to be no reason why I should have less fun, other than I am not putting enough effort into making fun. Time to make some fun happen. Even if other people about me are not.
When I think about my younger days I cannot say I did anything particularly thoroughly. I can say for sure, yes, at some points I threw myself into the activity and sodnthe consequences but the thing I remember most from my younger days was the rest of the time when I was dithering, dithering and pretending I was cool, dithering, pretending I was cool and dreaming of being fanciable.
