The stuff that comes back

The last week was interesting with all the egg consumed by the end of the weekend where at another site I admitted to a rather anti authority period when the magic of just entering ones teens coincided with the apex of one of the most controversial bands career that just swept you away with that whole two finger up salute to the system, railing against anyone and everything when not spitting a lot

It's not moving from fairly compliant ten and eleven years to feisty, gobby teens isn't unknown just the short term intensity of it as you revolved around different expectations that you didn't feel and have no interest in.

To me it might as well of been like being left in another country to fathom out what the hell I was really meant to be doing and it still feels foreign to me to be honest.

I just lick an ice cream now.