JOY JOY JOY

My wrist has been a little screwed up for a while now. But I continue to play sports regardless. I know its not the wisest decision, but I love to play, and sometimes its hard to "throw in the towel" for the time being. Its weird. Seems like I've gotten hurt more in the last year than usual. And it also seems like I don't heal as quickly. Even the scabs that magically appear, the ones you have no idea how they got there, don't seem to go away at what I consider a normal speed. I'm getting old. That's the bottom line. Not older. Old. I'm tired. I complain a lot. I roll my eyes more. I repeat myself. I go to bed earlier. I get up earlier. I need to shave every two days instead of every two weeks.

On the positive side, I also appear to be getting younger in some ways. I get upset when I don't get my way. I like shiny toys and all other toys. Well that's all the positive I can think of...

That's all for now. Hope this has been thoroughly interesting. Stay tuned for more amazing facts and epiphanies on the next episode of "Nobody's Reading Anyways".