When I was in my early 20s I used to get up at 5:15am, hop on my motorcycle and ride to work, be there by 5:30am.
These days I drag myself outta bed at 7am, stumble around until 7:30am, trying to pick out fashion, trying to get a little coffee in me… And I still don’t know my ass from a hubcap when I leave at quarter to 8-ish.
I miss the exhilaration of that early morning motorcycle ride, that free spirit, little responsibility, the world was limitless feeling.
Don’t get me wrong… I heart my family, house, job, my maturity. But there is something to that reckless youth. :)
jimi hindrance experience · Dec 21, 2013 at 3:03 am
oh gawd, me too! i loved my careless, lawless, feckless youth. it's a miracle i'm alive.
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