When I have the most fun, I’m doing a lot, I’m on the attack, having fun, trying to be the best at everything I do. Trying to bite off more than I can chew.
I wonder how life would be like if I could just live like that forever. It might be worth a try. I don’t want to get tired, or discouraged. It’s almost like I wish I never even heard of those words, so I wouldn’t try to fit my thoughts into them.
If I didn’t know what depression meant for example, anytime I felt low I could just think I needed to workout more. That might be more correct anyways!