Not looking forward to tomorrow. I hate getting old. Older.
My knees hurt and sometimes I get these weird aches in my elbows and shoulders. Is that because I’m getting older?
I’m not ready for 34, mentally.
Oh well. 34 it is. Tomorrow.
Youth is wasted on the young and all that. I haven’t grown wiser, I’ve just grown older. In fact, I may be dumber. At least, that feeling of invincibility and “I know everything there is to know about life, so you can’t tell me nuthin” is long gone.

