I used to worry about dying young; now, I just worry about dying.
I used to worry about going bald; now, I just worry about my hat blowing off.
I used to worry about getting fat; now, I just worry that I’m not worried about getting fat.
I used to worry about being publicly humiliated; now, I worry about becoming a meme.
I used to worry that life had no meaning; now, I worry that the whole reason we are here is to give birds something to crap on.
I used to worry that I’d never find a significant other; now, I worry that same woman will find me if I don’t move every three months.
I used to worry about failing at school; now, I just worry about forgetting everything I learned there.
I used to worry that I wasn’t cool; now, I worry about becoming feral.
I used to worry about people laughing at me; now, I’m glad there are people around to laugh.
I used to worry that, one day, I’d reach the limit of pain I could endure; now, I worry that the limit doesn’t exist…
In the words of Rob Thomas, I’m not afraid of getting older, I’m one less day from dying young.
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I think Freud’s most illustrious student said it best when he said he was too Jung to die…
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That’s terrible
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Don’t blame me: It came from the collective unconscious…
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I already forgot everything I learned at school. That’s what qualified me to become a teacher and work in one.
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Another suspicion confirmed…
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Great list! The fat one and the meme were my favorites – cracked me up, I guess because I can really relate to them 🙂
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I can’t believe you can relate to the fat one considering you are a runner…
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I hit that Catch-22. I had to run to keep the weight off, but the more I ran the more weight I was gaining. I screwed everything up. I finally reached the “who gives a f***” moment. Although I still workout and run, I also shrug and eat more food I actually enjoy instead of cardboard and celery.
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Now, THAT is a good attitude, Robyn.
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You ever see a fat man run?
It’s really not something I wish to talk about – or ever want to see again.
But that having been said, it wasn’t a very long run and was over pretty quick.
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Giving birds something to poop on should be reason enough.
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I, for one, like to help in any way that I can…
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Birds and pain, nice :).
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This one was more stream of consciousness, Doree…
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I liked it, your mind is fun to play in ;)!!
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Sadly, there are some monsters in there, too…
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I used to worry about getting older too…and wrinkles…and gray hair. It all seems a bit silly now!
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If you live your life right, none of that should bother you… except going bald… that is a CATASTROPHE!
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Bwa ha ha!!!
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I woke up and realized there is nothing to worry about at all. Never was.
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Now, I’m worried about you…
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LOL! I reflected that everything I worried about when I was ten years old now makes no difference at all…so I am projecting myself forward looking back with the same attitude. LOL!
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I worry that the whole reason we are here is to give Trump something to crap on.
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Now THAT gives me an existential crisis…
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To assure your hat won’t blow off – use more duct tape (however gorrila tape holds better)
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My HVAC is half Gorilla Tape…
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