Rules
Check. OK. Stop. The brain is turned on and the nerves are exposed, raw. I'm ready. So sitting on the plane the other day waiting to take off I got to thinking...rules, age. this may be the ramblings of a person on the eve of 40 (a pivotal year/age) BUT I'm thinking "rules". Why? well I follow a lot of them, even make up my own...I like to have parameters. But I was thinking, "I'm getting there...age that is" and what is to stop me from doing the things I find interesting? Nothing really, just good old-fashioned rules created by other people and and me. I wanna have a certain youthful outlook on life...I do as it is. I'm crazy sometimes and to the most beloved people in my life I show them this side of me, but so much of my time is spent in front of people I don't know, but are responsible for their success and in front of people I don't know at all. So, good God, why would I spend so much of my time away from people I love, respect and ...