My youth. Now granted, I’m 26. BUT I’m no longer in school, with summers off & classes that end after a semester. I work full time, 40-50 hours, in CORPORATE. Gag. If you want to forget to tell jokes and wear exciting clothes, write emails. So my young, naive, carefree self feels like a bit of a ghost. She’s still in me, under Microsoft & meetings, & she still knocks at my door sometimes, telling me to make Kraft mac & cheese or party or swim in a stream or whatever. BUT ONE DAY I WILL RETIRE AND HER REIGN WILL RETURN!!