[bigwhitecobra]

I just wanted to write something, wasn't too sure what, but I figured I needed to post on here, so here goes.

How does life get so complicated? One day you're minding your own business, the next you're damn near 30. You start thinking about the things you've done and the places you've seen. It was just yesterday that I was playing in the yard with my little brother and our first dog, Lassie. What happened? How did I get here? I swear I was just 10 years old last week.

My little brother isn't so little anymore. He used to be nothing but snotty noses and boney knees. Now he's 6'4" 220lbs, and might be going back to Saudia Arabia.

I haven't seen my Mom in Lord knows how long. I miss waking up and hearing her in the kitchen, fixing breakfast. Now I'm the one that's in the kitchen fixing breakfast for my son.

Wait a minute, when did that happen?!?! Me?! You mean to tell me that the government is going to trust a child to my care??? I can't even seperate laundry right, and you want me to raise a child? Yeah right!!

You know, I can't stand country music, but Garth said it best when he wrote, "I'm much too young to feel this damn old."

Keep smiling, maybe they will go away.

Later.