Aimless...?

As a teenager of course there are nights where I would love to just sit around and let my mind wander. Then take a nap, wake up, and think about absolutely nothing over a bowl of Frosted Flakes in my "Qi's Cereal" bowl. I dream of an endless summer. I dream of beauty, inside and out of everyone (it wouldn't be any fun to be a perfect person if the ones around me were all bums.) In a wonderland where we were all the epitome of this chill being that we all wanted to be. Icy. Sitting on a rooftop with anyone you wanted to until 3AM talking about life. Talking about your pathetic life (if you have first world problems your life is probably pathetic in the grand scheme of things, accept it) discussing whatever you wanted until it was time for more food. Just sitting around and enjoying an entire album with your friends, just once. No drugs, no alcohol, completely of sound mind. For some that would be too much to bear. Being able to hear your thoughts is scary. I don't know, maybe that should scare us; maybe there are some things that we should not know that we are capable of. Just stop thinking, and eat your own box of pizza on the Friday night of a three day weekend.