On my 20th birthday, I got drunk and urinated on some of the old woman's front yard. A police officer saw me and stopped me. Fortunately, I talked to me out of jail that night. I already have a record of arrest, but he did not bother to check it. My 20th age started with an explosion.
At that time, I had no purpose. I just came out of music school and cut my long hair and tears. But do not know how or where. Sometimes I will lecture people about the spiritual aspect of consciousness and have some half-baked ideas about the theory of relativity and whether the universe really exists or not.
I am smart and brave and arrogant and very annoying.
I am happy to report that I am much more responsible and far less pretentious lately. I have changed a lot in the past 10 years. I was not caught again and I did not pee in the grass again. I have built a business, been in the world many times, and managed to create a career for myself as a writer - something I never expected.
In our instant gratification culture, it is easy to forget that most personal changes do not happen as a single static event in time, but as gradual and gradual evolution in which we hardly notice it as it happens. We rarely wake up one day and suddenly see the changes that change our lives. No, our identity is slowly changing, like ocean sand driven by the ocean, slowly accumulating into contours and new shapes over the course of time.
It's only when we quit years or decades later and look back that we can see all the dramatic changes that have taken place. My 20s must be very dramatic.