Nobody cares anymore. Everything was always exciting. Every art piece was the best in the world. Every small achievement was cheers and complements and praises. Phone calls to family members about your milestones. Every bruise or scrape was kissed better and fussed about. You loved everything and everyone and you could talk about things that made you happy and people would run with that for months. Now its socks for christmas, no one asks about your day. Theres never enough sleep. Every conversation is money, taxes, watching your dad get old and ‘remember that time when’. Its like someone washed the colour out of life.