Heelies give you feelies; life this morning

I'm the type of person who has a lot of thoughts through out the day. My thoughts aren't like super deep, or profound more than scattered and constant.

Where I work there's a team of two people who work at a counter that's directly behind where I sit, and every day the gentleman I work with fires up his Pandora radio from his work computer and every day Pandora kicks out the same 20 songs it always will on the Bob Segar radio channel.

Today when he fired up his tunes Pandora, opened up with "Mainstreet" by Bob Segar and I caught myself laughing at first, because I hear that song at least twice a day, Monday through Friday, but then I started to think about three or four years ago when I heard that song for the first time. I had just moved out on my own, I had just started smoking pot full time, and I was suddenly becoming a very nostalgic person. I went through a "vintage" phase for like a year and a half where I ratted my hair higher than the dickens, wore levi cutoff jeans, and crop tops as I listened to my Johnny Cash Pandora wondering what Woodstock 69' was really like. I was more conservative with my opinion about things I didn't agree with or like and I was what I'm going to call a "life prude." I didn't know how to loosen up and let go.

Fast forward to 2017. Now I smoke all of the weed all of the time, I don't ever know what my hair is doing, and I think I'm going deaf from how loud I listen to my trap music while I'm driving 80 down a back road trying to spark up a bowl. And it's at this point of my thought process where I'm like "Fuck I wish I could look into a mirror and see myself when I was 18, because I want to have a talk with that bitch." I actually would have kicked my own ass. I took life way too seriously up until about a month or so ago.

Lately I've liked the idea of blogging or writing more and more for that reason! I can watch myself grow a little bit here and there and I can laugh at myself when I stalk through my own posts on social media.

Also last night I went to my best friends house and I walked in on her wearing Heelies, the shoes with the built in wheels, vacuuming her hardwood floors.

Here's Taylor and I in the car because the video of her being a freak wouldn't upload.

So thank you, Bob Segar radio for the constant flashbacks. Turns out we do learn a thing or two along the way.