Do you remember when we first met?

I was looking through some old photos this afternoon. i cant believe how long ago it was. when everything seemed like it would last forever. when growing up seemed too far away and nobody wanted to let me do anything alone. now that adult hood is beating me over the head with a giant stick i wish i was back in 9th grade. with friends who had fake bleach blonde hair and braces. god i still feel like a child. my biggest influences are my friends on the stereo. Jack Johnson really cuts through me. And god James Taylor. he speaks to me. ok this is really making no sense and im tired.