Time moves on in its way.

I remember when I was six and looking at people in high school and thinking, that will never happen to me. And then when I was in high school I couldn't imagine being thirty - it was like science fiction. I used to know a guy about six years older than me who was living with his parents when he was 27, and again I thought no way I'm living with my parents at 27.

Que sera, sera.