Rejoice in thy youth

This cracks me up:

Oh to be 25 again and have all that space and time to seek power and glory. Youth is wasted on the wrong people or so they tell me.  These days, I’m inclined to believe them.  I watch the youth from the sidelines and shake my head in despair.  You can’t tell them anything though. They won’t listen.  I didn’t listen.   25 years later, they’ll be the ones writing this post wondering where has the time gone.  I must be getting old…


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