Sunday, May 8, 2011


I'm in my home town for Mother's Day.  Every now and then, being here reminds me of being in high school. 

I didn't grow up in an incredibly small town, but it's definitely no big city.  Like most kids in small towns, my night-time entertainment options in high school involved getting falling-down-drunk/high or just giving up on my day and going to sleep.  Ten years later, I'm sitting here staring down a fridge full of non-alcoholic beer wondering if 9pm is too early to call it a night.

Fuck it.  I'm going to bed.

1 comment:

  1. 9 pm is never too early. That's my normal bed time.