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Growing older but not up
Wow, it's already october. I woke up this morning with a kink in my neck and a slow gate. Let's face it, the old body doesn't move like it usedter. And now, as I look down the barrel of another long year coming to an end, I think a lot about what I did with it. Moving, new romances, teaching, another school year under my belt... Last year at this time, I was SO excited for my birthday. It was all I could think about. This year, slightly less so. Which is funny because it's the magic 21. The year you're allowed to drink. Hell, where I come from, you're drinkin with your parents at an early age. So all of that's out of my system and the drinking thing's not that big of a deal... It's the last birthday that counts. Everything from here on is downhill so to speak. After this birthday, I'll be a full fledged adult. Responsibility and all... I don't want that. I wanna be a kid again. I want to rip down an arena at 30 mph and listen to the crowd cheer. I want to walk home from school along a dusty county road watching the sun set and the crickets chirp. I want to sit next to the fireplace on a rainy night with a cup of cocoa and know it's going to be alright. But now, I've got bills, city life, angry politicians, and barely any time to tie my shoe! *sigh* I guess I just have to accept that the carefree lifestyle is over, and now it's time to step up to the plate. What do I get out of the rest of my years? One more candle and a trip around the sun. At least that's free. smile
Well, I guess I'll go balance my check book, pay rent, do the grocery shopping, and get ready for school.
Until next time, this is the all mighty poofster saying:
Later Datez~
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