It's not so much that I'm experiencing a mid-life crisis per se but I am looking at the world and my part in it with a new pair of glasses if you will.
My new quest is to have fun and not work my life away, especially for a bunch of ass wipes, who consider you just another brick in the stalls.
This weekend I worked hard and tonite I am pooped. P-o-o-p-e-d. Basically in the foot region where my dogs are beat. After a good nite's sleep, I will shirley recuperate. And be ready to tackle the world again.
Mid-life crisis smisis. v.c.
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