Eit Bit Daze

Only but a few years ago had I believed The Catcher in the Rye to be my favorite book. This was because I wanted to preserve the innocence of those around me as well as myself, just like Holden. The surrounding world was cold, and the smallest shred of innocence was like a fire in a snowstorm. Eventually the fire goes out and the person you once were freezes to death.

People around this age seem to have lost every shred of moral decency, and it’s incredibly depressing to see this. Worst part about it is that we want to lose it. Everybody racing to grow up with cursing, drugs, sex; you name it. I guess that’s why I like the company of kids more than anybody else. They don’t lie or hurt anybody, they’re just living life in its simplest terms. 

As I had stated previously, I had desired to preserve innocence, but I can’t say I’ve accomplished that, nor can I say I ever will. Sometimes it’s like watching a train approach a blind man on the tracks. That’s life, as it is and as it always will be.

Sometimes I wish people could see who they were and what they’ve become.