When you are young, the world seems impossible. I remember thinking it would be impossible to pay for the insurance on my car. I remember thinking it would be impossible to put in new flooring. I remember thinking it would be impossible to make a book, or to learn how to make coffee, or to talk to girls, or to play guitar and sing at the same time. I remember thinking that city driving was impossible (and that was back when Regina was the biggest city i’d been too).
I guess when you are old, stuff starts getting impossible again… BUT, for those glorious in-between years, when the only thing standing in the way is convenience, life is pretty enjoyable. I think i’m there! how exciting, and i’m thankful! yay!