on growing up.

i have had to grow up

real fast.

it seemed (and sometimes

still does) that

my soul was too young

for all this rapid aging.

i want(ed?) to:

go on big camping trips

live in a van

have a simple existence

stop paying bills

watch night time turn to day time

climb buildings and trees.

but now, i find that:

i fall asleep early at night,

my body hurts more than it should,

and i'm really excited about

planting a vegetable garden.

should i feel bad that

i just want to stay at home

and work in the garden all day

instead of going on the

adventures that i always

promised myself i would take?

certainly the younger list is

more exciting, and has a

potential for great stories

when i really am old.

and certainly the older list

is more comfortable

considering it's what someone

does when they don't

have the energy to do the

young stuff anymore.

what did you mean when you said

to geoff, "owner of the world"?