Lamenting Age
I think I’ve finally reached the age where your birthday approaching starts to cause unhappiness. I just keep coming to points where I say to myself, “damn, 1990 was 18 years ago.”
I think I’ve finally reached the age where your birthday approaching starts to cause unhappiness. I just keep coming to points where I say to myself, “damn, 1990 was 18 years ago.”
Hey, it’s not fair to point that out! 18 years ago. SHITE.
I know what you mean. We’re officially in adulthood full force. Time is such a bastard!
Hope you had a wonderful Birthday all the same.