.......faster and faster as we get older.
When we are children, we have so much to look forward to. It seems like the next day, whether it be for our trip to Chuck E. Cheese or wherever it may be, takes goddamn forever. I remember Christmas or the month prior feeling like an eternity - then something happened; my youth left me and I didn't even realize it until it was gone.
Yeah, okay, this is random, but I see Luke kicking dudes asses, looking good doing it and I often wonder what would have happened if I wouldn't have taken breaks in training? Could that have been me? Is it too late. Jason and I talked about it - its a young dudes game. Everything is a young dudes game. Wasting fucking time in bands or wasting years on broads has gotten me to a point in my life to where it may be too late.
Is it fucking time to pack this shit up and head off into the sunset? Will I always be a workin' stiff, toiling in a career that I have yet to choose?
I think back and since 2000 my life has been a blur. What the fuck have I done? I now realize that SEVEN big years have passed and I am just getting my first sleeve done - the one I wanted probably ten years ago. Maybe had I not wasted my time I would have realized how fast my life was passing me by.
I guess it just boils down to the fact that one day you wake up and realize that your life has changed and you didn't pay attention.
I guess I should pay more attention.