Dead at 27

When I was a teenager I never envisioned myself being older than 27. It just seemed like such an ancient age, too many years away to even fathom. Also my favorite rock idols (Hendix, Joplin, Morrison and Cobain) died when they were just 27 years old. Since I had delusional thoughts of being as awesome as them, I figured I would die at that age as well. This made for a interesting/panic stricken birthday in 2010.

So now I’m 27 and I’ve finally convinced myself that I most likely won’t die (jeez I hope this statement is not a jinx) but I am dealing with entirely new paranoia and difficulties.

Like being less than 3 years from turning THIRTY!

…basically, boring grown up stuff.

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