Made it out.

Making it back home was the only mission.

Boredom breeds trouble, and it seems like all we ever found was trouble.

Sometimes, I think about all the times we spent just bullshitting.

Man, we didn’t have any role models. Nobody to teach us about money or how to navigate. I can only account for the advice that we did receive, which was usually coated in someone's fragile ego.

If there's one thing about adults, they live in delusion.

We got pulled over once, and I’m standing at the back of my car, cuffed. All I could think to myself was, “How are you gonna get yourself out of this one?”

It always seemed like we were up to no good, but who could tell us any different?

I saw Antho recently, and it made me happy to know that we can appreciate not having to struggle.

“Bro, you’re about to be a father!” I yelled with excitement.

Ant replied, “Yeah, bro, I'm excited, you know. It’s like I get to give her a better foundation than I ever had.”

“I feel you, bro! Well, through all the crazy shit that we've been through, all I can say is we made it out, and now we get to move forward.”