Reflections

Reflections

wanderer

Registrant
During my youth, I was an angry young boy.

During my teens, I was an angry young man.

During my twenties, I was an angry man.

During my thirties, I was an angry man who cried out that anger.

And as I turn forty, Im a happy man who is crying because I made it.

Its been a long, hard journey out of Hell.
 
Dammit wanderer good for you. It is so nice to see postings by someone who is living life to the fullest.
 
You did make it. :) Thank goodness.

When I was in my teens; I was also angry
When I was in my twenties; the anger was bottled, eating at me.
In my thirties; I am uncorking that bottle.
Now looking at forty; I am at the best place in my life, more than just making it, looking at beating it.
I have made it, too.
 
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