Clickin' back the miles

So, now I’m 24. Fuck. I think I see grey hairs growing in. My fingers are developing some sort of bone stiffness, I vaguely remember that today was supposed to be "special" but I don’t remember why. My back aches. My hair is falling out. I cannot read what I am writing…

"I’m a swinging guy
Throw a belt
over the shower curtain rod
…….and swing!
Toss me inside a hefty
and put me in the ground."

Okay, it’s not all bad. But, I really need to do something interesting before this time next year, that’s for sure.

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