mah

So, it was a good weekend. Great drinking friday, saturday night terror videos overdose and yesterday, once again, travelling with the band for a cool gig. This was a reflexive one though.

I just realized I've been growing up fast since last year. Maybe too fast. Maybe it's for last year's trusting vs. disappointing cycle. Maybe it's for this year's life change... moving town... getting married.

It's not that I'm not ok with my life, I really LOVE IT, but sometimes I feel like I'm watching a movie and I'm not able to command. It just... happens.

At least, it happens on a good way. I've caught myself thinking about that, looking at the young chicks screaming at the gig, remembering the way I WAS some years ago. Somehow I'm feeling fine with the way I am now but I miss that a little bit.

Maybe growing up is just like that. Maybe missing something you can't be anymore because it doesn't fits anymore on you is part of a natural process. But somehow I would like not to miss a single thing of my life, I would like to keep everything with me forever... like a treasure.

I remember that spot on Amelie Poulain where the guy says that all his childhood fits on a small box. I don't wanna feel like that. I'm just 18. I love my life but maybe I gotta learn to slow down.

Or maybe, at this moment, I'm just in need of good friends.