Reflections of a Wasted Childhood

"… hear me out. You get to be grown up for like, sixty years, right? The whole time you gotta be serious and responsible and packin' the same old bag every night and then… you die…  You only get, like, ten, maybe eight good years in between being a dumb little kid and… waiting to die. You got it backwards. Now is what matters. When is that matters."

 "That's it. You've obviously had enough."