It’s a nice thought to think that maybe in one life we started older and got younger, and those people who had less fulfilling lives at the beginning spent their teenage years finding this tainted love in the stalls of bathrooms, or drinking plastic containers of vodka. That maybe those people who YOLO and throw up their fists in the air grinding up next to some “dude’ didn’t enjoy being older or love their job. Maybe they got a divorce and this is their time to break loose and forget about planning for anything else, because for them this time of rap songs and rolled joints is the best they’ll get. Maybe those people who at the age of 20-24 who never fell in love and listened in school still have time coming and that in their past life the beginning and being older was where they filled their memories. It’s nice to think that maybe in another life we started older and got younger, and those people who haven’t loved by 22 or didn’t spend weeks getting hammered still actually do have something to look forward to. Maybe, just maybe, they’re story has yet to begin in this life.