When I was 14 I was a farm laborer. I’m now 80 and can’t get any of the neighborhood kids to do any simple jobs that I can no longer do myself. They’re all too busy planning their future as a venture capitalist of a .com billionaire.
Haven’t you read the poem. “My candle burns at both ends, it will not last the night. But ah my foes and ah my friends, it makes a lovely light.” This is the time of life when she should be burning the candle at both ends. Good for her……
I can’t remember a time I didn’t like girls. I fell in love for the first time in the third grade. I still remember her fondly.