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Well if we're going to start quoting people:
I rounded first never thought of the worst
As I studied the shortstop's position
Crack went my leg like the shell of an egg
Someone call a decent physician
I'm no Pete Rose, I can't pretend
Though my mind is quite flexible, these brittle bones don't bend
I'm growing older but not up
My metabolic rate is pleasantly stuck
Let those winds of time blow over my head
I'd rather die while I'm living than live while I'm dead
Sometimes I see me as old manatee
Headin' south as the waters grow colder
Tries to steer clear of the hum-drum so near
It cuts prop scars deep in his shoulder
But that's how it goes (that's how it goes), right to the end
Though his body's quite flexible, that barnacle brain don't bend
I'm growing older but not up
My metabolic rate is pleasantly stuck
Let those winds of time blow over my head
I'd rather die while I'm livin' than live while I'm dead
Now don't get me wrong
This is not a sad song
Just events that I have happened to witness
And time takes its toll as we head for the poll
And no one dies from physical fitness
So what the hell, we'll take it right to the end
As the days grow more complicated the nightlife still wins
I'm growing older but not up
My metabolic rate is pleasantly stuck
Let those winds of change blow over my head
I'd rather die while I'm living than live while I'm dead
Let those winds of time blow over my head
I'd rather die while I'm living than live while I'm dead
Buffett- Growing Older But Not Up.
For me the bottom line is I've always heard no one on their death bed ever claims they wish they spent more time in the office. Maybe jumping out of planes or off of cliffs isn't your thing. Maybe your thing is reading a great book in a great location or simply enjoying more time with friends and family. Whatever your thing is get out and do as much of it as you can. One day I was 25, I blinked and I was 45. I can't slow anything down but I can enjoy my blinks to the fullest.
I watched my dad work his ass off 50, 60 sometimes 70 and 80 hours a week all his life. He always talked about getting to Europe or doing this or that. By the time he stopped working he was too old to freaking travel and still enjoy it. Furtherest he got was Vegas. He now sits at home in Salem, Oregon and I know he regrets not doing many of the things he wanted to do.
Me, I'm one broke ass SOB for the most part. I traded a lot of income to bag it all and move down here. But I'm one happy broke ass SOB. And when the opportunity arises I'll take my broke ass and throw it out of a plane, sail out to little known islands or scuba dive in places I probably shouldn't.
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I used to drink to drown my sorrows, but the damned things have learned how to swim- Frida Kahlo
Vice President Starkizzer Fan Club
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