I fucking love people who become more themselves with age. Stranger taste. Clearer boundaries. Louder laugh. Less interest in impressing random people. Watching somebody slowly stop auditioning for the world is fucking beautiful.
I saw someone say the best thing you can do for yourself is to actively increase your surface area for luck to hit you. Go outside, travel more,go to new cafes, take a new route home, go to more 222
events. You can literally just do things, and the more you do, the more serendipity and synchronicity will find you."I've been thinking about that every day since.
Age 27 to 33:
-jacked
-crushing it at work
-hot girls outnumber put-together dudes 2000 to 1
-daydrinking is 972 times more fun than clubbing
-waking up sober on Saturdays is heavenly
-disposable income for trips and concerts
-frontal lobe is developed so you stop shooting yourself in the foot
-still young AF in your physical prime
27 to 33 is amazing.
Influencers are the private equity of culture: draining whatever’s “cool” until higher prices and worse experiences push out the original fan base. Then they move on to the next thing, leaving the original to die as fans lose interest or the ability to participate.
Hoy es la verdadera Nochevieja porque entre el 31 de diciembre y el 1 de enero hay un cambio de número, pero entre el 31 de agosto y el 1 de septiembre hay un abismo. Son los dos días seguidos más separados del año.