Back in early high school of the early noughties, when I liked Playstation 1 and Wheatus, there’s one moment I recall in between bland vacant times of no meaning. My teacher’s aid was having a bad day. She was turning 30. “I’m old,” she said, miserably. She was cool, someone […]
Here I am, transitioning in my life, and focusing on the gym and on eating right. But at what detriment?
Pay no attention to that regular bloke, just figuring out how to do his own thing.
I decided to take a salsa lesson today…I pre-booked so I wouldn’t cancel.
I don’t know most of the words but it sounds beautiful.
I went through my things kept in granddad’s shed…and wow. NERD!