This is one of those, "When I was a kid" stories. When I was a kid, I used to ride my bike all over the place and my parents wouldn't bat an eye. He will be 12 in less than 2 weeks, yet I get that nervous feeling in my stomach as he rides off. I say, "Are you sure you don't want a ride?" He says, "No, I'll just ride my bike." It's sad that it's "just" not that simple anymore.
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
Day 130
This is one of those, "When I was a kid" stories. When I was a kid, I used to ride my bike all over the place and my parents wouldn't bat an eye. He will be 12 in less than 2 weeks, yet I get that nervous feeling in my stomach as he rides off. I say, "Are you sure you don't want a ride?" He says, "No, I'll just ride my bike." It's sad that it's "just" not that simple anymore.
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