Of course how sad is it that my idea of living large and being carefree and reckless equates to eating biscuits and gravy? Holy smokes how did this happen?
We get old and realize we aren’t invincible and would rather not die. I did incredibly stupid things as a kid. If we were on the highway we were going 100 mph. We would pass people on the shoulder going 100 mph. If there was a broke down car then all four of us would be dead. Lost a buddy when I was 23 to a motorcycle accident and those few hours of dealing with the accident report and watching the police tell his mom her son was dead straightened me right out.