Food for Worms 


Our lives are so damn short. Sometimes I get overwhelmingly angry at myself for not doing more each day. For not meeting more people. For not riding my bike more. For not having more patience. For not writing that book. For not living more. For not seeing more. For not leaving the country more. For not going home enough. For not calling enough. 

We should all cut the shit and do those things now because there are no do overs. Go hard, my friends. 

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