Some of us, when in teenage, try to get ahead of ourselves and get involved in things that we should be worrying about ten years later. Thankfully, I am well past that stage but the pain I gave myself still remains. The realization comes when you accept that none of what you ever dreamed of was realistically possible, but the pain that sticks around for an indefinite period is induced by the loss of a/some dear friend(s). I miss that friend, a lot, sometimes.
But for the extra stuff as mentioned in the opening sentence of this blogpost, you can always trust time as the best medicine. (Please, no transition-state affairs.) Trust me, it works better than food. It’s just very slow.
I’ll end it with a few words for the friend I lost…
I could say a thousand bad things about you like others do when people give up on them; perhaps it was the best decision to make. But I have and will always remember you as one of the best people I have known, no matter how little I have known you. You may not remember, but you taught me things that I will never forget. For that, I am eternally grateful to you. Have a great life ahead!
Aadil's Rants 
“What is this life if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.”
-W.H.Davies
The words young anf foolish certainly go together, in my book. I can relate to this.
*and. I really hate making typos.
Very sincere, feels good when you finally realise that thing people say about time being a great healer is actually quite real? 🙂