Probably Ok.

It’s strange, really.

You spend your teenage years thinking you’ll be face down, dead in a ditch before you get the right to vote.

And then one day, you wake up and you’re 20.

You’ve got most of a college education, job offers on the table, and a good friend or two.

You realize that you’re boring now and that you’re probably going to turn out ok.

Your life probably won’t turn out as incredible as you imagined as a child or as tragic as you expected when you were 17.

Time moves much faster and nothing of real consequence happens anymore.

Your life is no longer littered with overdoses and psych ward stints.

Back then, you were falling apart while the world carried on without you.

But now, the world is falling down around you while you carry on making coffee and dodging rubble on your way to work.