I read an article about the critical period and how psychedelic could open it. The 30 year old and the 50 year old try to push out, scrabbling at me to get LSD and psilocybin. The 19 year old in me, the me that has 7 days left, looks back and sees the childhood cut short by cognitive reserves failing, and the snowball effects of procrastination and other executive dysfunction, and the flip that switched in my parents head as they skipped seeing me from preteen and teen to adult. The 20 year old in me, fresh to burst, sees the next decade, forged in the block universe like a bridge of golden fibers. The me that is not me sees my thumbs on a keyboard, sees me sitting under a blanket, in my bedroom, and wonders why you never feel like you can close your eyes online.
"[Growing up] is hard and nobody understands." // https://www.homestuck.com/story/2391