generational

years of telling the same stories, the same wistful laughter, loving the old, forgetting the present. I want to make those memories, while you all stand around in your rooms, stand around all your life, I'm making those memories, I'm going out there and creating a life of my own. The tales will me mine to tell, the laughter will be a shared joy of the ones who experienced it with me, the cycle shall turn in its place.