Some Friendly Advice

People from high school keep asking me for advice. It's weird. Giving it, I mean. It makes me feel old, which is funny, because two of the people in particular are just as old as I am, what with the skipping a year and all.

I wonder if I'm qualified to give advice? Is there a qualification? One friend asked me about her love life. I've only had two girlfriends. I ignored the first, and the second and I are...different, in good and bad ways. I am by no means an expert. So why does she think I am?

The other friend was asking me about college, and, implicit in the question, life direction, a little. How the fuck should I know? All I can do is tell you what it's like here, and now. I can also regurgitate for you the shit that people told me? Do I think I'm doing the right thing? Yeah. Do I hope? Yeah. Do I know? ...no. I don't know.

Does anybody? Does anybody know if they've ever done the right thing? How can you look back at your choices and know? I mean, to know that, you would have to know what life would have been like if you had made different choices every step of the way. I don't know. I just hope. I just hope like hell.

So I guess that's what I can tell everybody. I bet that this path that I'm on will get me where I want to go (although where that is...I'm not sure). I hope so, at any rate. And you are more than welcome to hope with me.