I remember going through a phase of reckless abandonment in my life. It was a time when I felt nothing could touch me.
I feared nothing. Not authority. Not death. Not diseases. Not ghosts. Nothing. Well, except maybe flying frickin' cockroaches and house lizards falling on me. Heh. But other than that, I felt pretty invincible. That of course resulted in me pulling all kinds of crazy shit. Looking back, I'm surprised that I never ended up in jail, or in a hospital or even in a morgue. I was living on the edge and untouchable.
Today, however, is a different story. Today I can't bloody drink coffee without feeling numbness in my forearms. And I love coffee. I'm a Hainanese, for crying out loud!! My people run coffee shops and brew some of the best coffee on the planet - none of that pansy little cup thing or that pretentious foamy crap. But nope, none for me. I get tremors. *sigh*
Also, every morning nowadays, I take these little pills to stop the blood vessels in my brain from exploding and turning me into a veggie. I also have to take another one to stop my arteries from clogging up. Today, living on the edge means forgetting to take my pills. Heh!
Growing old is God's way of taming you. I bet He's up there lauging His head off. "Not so tough now are you, tough guy?"