headbones

I decided to put all the ticket stubs and fliers I have kept over the years into a scrap book today. It's taking ages, and I'm not even putting them in any kind of order.

It's also making me realise just how quickly the years are whizzing by. That's too quickly. I'm not worrying about my age again, but when I picked up a ticket, then thought about that gig and then realised it was 8 years ago. I remember it like it was yesterday.

Now I sound like someones grandparent, and that is worrying.