Clearly I am having a mid-life crisis. Or am I? I don't feel desperate or old. It's more like I can't get enough or feel enough. Perhaps the old manic-depression is rearing its ugly head. Who knows? Maybe it's that taste of freedom I've been gettng now that my kids are a little older. Whatever the case, I want to run, play, and listen to loud music. Is that so wrong?
Wednesday, October 19, 2005
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