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I was on the bus this morning and I was taken back to my youth, specifically the times I spent the night at David's and especially the time we got bored and started lighting things on fire...including ourselves. David lost a toe nail that night because I sprayed the back of his shirt with axe and had a lighter...apparently David had never seen the stop, drop, and roll videos because he ran around like a chicken with his head cut off. And last night as I lay awake in bed I thought to myself, tossing and turning, I wish I was who I used to be. Those were much different times...so long ago it seems. I've truely lived centuries in a matter of years. By the way I retyped that from the original I put on my phone. Any comments? Nope, of course not.