we live such short lives. and those lives speed by so quickly.
i still remember vividly being here in LA for the first time.
i still clearly remember meeting my first california girlfriend
i still remember how sunny it was that day, how new all of this town felt to me,
how it felt like there was history around every corner.
i still remember drunkenly meeting my truest for the first time
i remember moving to frisco and stepping into our bachelor pad on haight street for the first time and trying not to commit to it.
all of these memories seem like experiences that happened last month, if not yesterday
but those things happened decades ago.
thats how fast life glides by.
and youre telling me not to eat bacon wrapped hot dogs served on the streets by people i’ll never see again
so i can live to 90 instead of 85?
youre telling me to spend hours lifting weights and running the streets of hollywood so people will love me for my muscles and flat tummy
instead of wanting me for the busblog and my amazing dance moves?
i dont get it.
after all these years, i really dont see the light.
i just want to eat drink and be merry
and when i die, i wanna die with great memories, and a huge smile
amen!
Sadly, it’s much easier for a man to make this choice than a woman. We can say we don’t care, and maybe we don’t, but everyone else sure as hell does, especially if it changes your body and overall appearance…I’ve had to move to a moderate point of view with the junk food, my 42 year old body doesn’t work as well as it once did keeping the weight off otherwise!
Rock some Eccliastes’ verses homeboy
Ecclesiastes, rather
This was perfect. Way to live each day present in the moment. People ask how I do it, but why not be passionate and live life to it fullest each day! Keep rocking reverend.
might i recommend “the praise of folly” by erasmus?
you should run so that GIRLS don’t kick your ass when hiking.
As a friend of mine once said, “Live hard, die young, leave a body like Elvis.”