Here's a bunch of random shit I've thought about recently with my birthday approaching...perhaps I won't see it but I've lived to see every preceding day, so I'd say the odds are I'll see tomorrow as well...
If I wake up tomorrow, I hope that is the biggest problem I have all day.
The anniversary of 45 years of fucking up. That's a lot....
Every year marked with just enough success to keep me going and just enough failure to keep me growing I suppose.
Its strange to think that my life is more than half over and for all I know it may be 99% over.
I hope I die on a Monday morning about 10 before the alarm goes off. After a nice weekend and a great night's sleep.
The days drag on, the years fly by and when it's all over I'm sure I will think to myself, "Well, that was quick."
Life is too short to wish 5/7 of it away.
Not much matters, what matters, matters greatly though.
What matters least in life demands your attention while what matters most waits for it.
Blah, blah, blah...
Good night John Boy.
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