I'm sitting in this chair, and my house is in complete silence. I have music blasting into my ears and I can't even hear myself breathe. All while in this moment, all I could think about is how old I'm getting and what I'm gonna be like when I'm 30 years old. What I'm gonna be like when I'm 50, what I'm gonna be like when I'm 80, what I'm gonna be like when I'm dead. It frightens me shitless to say the least and I don't know what to do with myself. I have this techno lady singing into my ear with guitar in the background and it's sort of happy thinking of how happy she is while singing this and how depressed she's making me. I hope she doesn't know that she's making me depressed. She sounds like a pretty attractive girl. All I can do to pass the time until I'm 30 is listen to depressing songs, talk to you, and drink cold coffee. Listen to the bugs creek and the birds chirp and not interact with them ever again. Flip off the sun, and eat the grass.