One week from today, I'm going to be another year further away from my beginning, and another year closer to my end. I'm getting old. I still get carded for cigarettes and sometimes even for movies and lottery tickets, so I guess age has been kind to me, even though I look like an overgrown 16 year old. In 27 years I've lost a lot of things, including my sanity, if I ever had it to begin with. The only thing I've really gained is some good friends, and knowledge and wisdom, both of which I pretty much never actually put to use.
There used to be a time when every day I would wake up and wish for death. Now I know that I've already passed death by on so many occasions that I have to wait for death to catch up to me.
Fuck waiting.
Beware the ides of March.
There used to be a time when every day I would wake up and wish for death. Now I know that I've already passed death by on so many occasions that I have to wait for death to catch up to me.
Fuck waiting.
Beware the ides of March.