As I was driving into the office today I saw a guy doing calisthenics, the 17 yr old in me wanted to honk the horn.
But I didn't, cause I'm old and lame. I thought:
What if I run into him?
What if he is a client, new co-worker etc.?
What if I give him a heart attack?
It made me sad. I miss the days of doing silly but inane stuff just for shits & giggles. When you rationalize doing fun stuff... life is lame.
Like that moment you see age spots on your hand or face.
Or
When you find a grey hair in a no no spot.
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