Day 47

Confession: As a child, I thought once you reach a certain age you get an adult brain, and everything is taken care of.

As an adult, I have no fucking clue where that brain is and realize this is what the rest of life will be.

So I’m gunna do it my way, baby.

Confused,  and loud, and feeling nothing and everything, I’m gunna be delusional and suburban hot and brilliant and scared shitless.

And I won’t remember half of it.

Cause I have memory loss.