The greatest time in life is always the next time. We can all look back with rose tinted specs at how good things used to be by forgetting the **** we had to deal with. Memories are great and all but it's the times I have yet to experience, the anticipation, the idea that my decisions today will shape my tomorrow that keeps me happy and sane(ish). That said that one night on our school orchestra trip to Germany was spectacular.
A love of music, a desire to express myself artistically, an appreciation of the fine arts. Also wanting to bang the girl who played clarinet from up the road.