Whats up all, Nodda here. Jus playing some records.. Another week of work.. Oh well My b-day is next week. I it doesn't mean shit other than another year closer to death. But it's a my day never the less.. Well let me get back to my set. Peace...
Next week you will no longer be able to lay claim to being in your "early thirties." Does this trouble you? By the time my favorite holiday comes 'round again, I will be thirty-two. I never expected to live past twenty. I don't necessarily think that age matters much at all. I'm just asking a rather personal question of an almost complete stranger out of curiosity. ;o)
Oh, and the Pink Floyd bit - seriously, you could die tomorrow. Yes, I knocked wood so that you probably won't - but the only thing that increases with time is the likelihood of death from some cause - whatever it may be. Yes, I am drunk, I am a crampy PMSing bitch and I'm oddly interested in the age of a body as opposed to the age of a mind/soul thing.
You know When I was younger I thought it would bother me. It doesn't. It's a part of life. I kinda wish I didn't have to get older. You know live as a vampire or something. The only probrbly with this is you'll surpass everyone else. Kinda lonely don't you think. Well I guess you could make someone have imortality.Hmmmm I kinda dig the idea.
You said that you thought you wouldn't live pass twenty. Well I thought the same when I was in baltimore. I got so fucked up I'm surprised I survived. But I did and I'm here. You know I think of death a lot. I guess since my pops died.
Thanks for your thoughts. You know I enjoy hearing from you in a morbid kinda way%)
Oh, and the Pink Floyd bit - seriously, you could die tomorrow. Yes, I knocked wood so that you probably won't - but the only thing that increases with time is the likelihood of death from some cause - whatever it may be. Yes, I am drunk, I am a crampy PMSing bitch and I'm oddly interested in the age of a body as opposed to the age of a mind/soul thing.
You said that you thought you wouldn't live pass twenty. Well I thought the same when I was in baltimore. I got so fucked up I'm surprised I survived. But I did and I'm here. You know I think of death a lot. I guess since my pops died.
Thanks for your thoughts. You know I enjoy hearing from you in a morbid kinda way%)