Well, to put it in perspective, anyone older than 20 is “old” to the youngest generation.
I’d kill to be 30 again. That’s the age when you’re in your physical and mental prime, you’ll never be biologically or mentally better than then. And I was a skinny, purty, strong, smart sumbitch then. But I was too insecure to take advantage of it.
My 30’s was the most amazing time of my life. I had just spent ten years in the army, gotten deployed for what felt like most of it, and unceremoniously honorable discharged due to force reduction.
I didn’t know what to do, had a job I hated, and decided to just go to bars and crash at a buddy’s place who agreed to let me live there for free as a house sitter.
It was so many years of debauchery because I was in great shape, had some hope left for the world, and didn’t care because I was no longer in a shitty deployment.
Well, to put it in perspective, anyone older than 20 is “old” to the youngest generation.
I’d kill to be 30 again. That’s the age when you’re in your physical and mental prime, you’ll never be biologically or mentally better than then. And I was a skinny, purty, strong, smart sumbitch then. But I was too insecure to take advantage of it.
My 30’s was the most amazing time of my life. I had just spent ten years in the army, gotten deployed for what felt like most of it, and unceremoniously honorable discharged due to force reduction.
I didn’t know what to do, had a job I hated, and decided to just go to bars and crash at a buddy’s place who agreed to let me live there for free as a house sitter.
It was so many years of debauchery because I was in great shape, had some hope left for the world, and didn’t care because I was no longer in a shitty deployment.