Horror Story

The problem with your late twenties is that it is, usually, when you realize you will die. You’ve found white hairs and most, if not all, of your grandparents are dead. And by your late twenties, you’ve mostly landed yourself in one career or another, some white-collar hole, and let’s just say the cement has been poured. Only later do you realize you’ve effectively poured your own pair of cement feet. For now, it’s the crap on the sidewalk you just want to write your initials in. Later, it’s some sort of gravestone. I’m not trying to scare you, I’m just letting you know if you want to get out, get out before it’s too late.


2 responses to “Horror Story

  1. i couldn’t agree with you more.

  2. Just wait until you are ni your mid-thirties…

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