"I forgot who it was who showed me this website; it's got photos of people who are in that culture of tattooing and piercing." She grabbed the keyboard, fingers furiously fumbling through a fickle URL she couldn't remember. "Damn, I can't remember what it was."
"That's all right," I said. "Unless someone's got a railroad spike through his head, I don't have to see anything."
"Oh, but I want to show you this subculture of piercing extremists."
Feel that? That itch in the gut of your soul? The voice that says, "If only I had…"
That's Regret gnawing at you there.
It's the haunting feeling that makes you look back at that one party you had to leave early because you had work the next day. Even though you were having a great time. Because you're responsible like that.
"I knew my life would never be the same when I saw my snot glistening in the sun."
You must be eagerly reading this line right now, wondering where the heck I am going with that first line.
It's not too late! There's still time for you! Don't wait any longer; act now!
I'm talking IRAs, man, IRAs! Individual Retirement Accounts!
Weekly random rambles, musings & writings of Mike Lee in San Francisco, CA