122. The good old days
We are so worried about the future
that we forget to live in the present.
We fail to appreciate each day,
continue to suffer, and be unpleasant.
Before we know it, from us,
the days of our youth part ways.
And that's when it will hit us
that gone are the good old days.
-Rithin.
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