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one more night Fell asleep at noon and woke seven hours later feeling the best that I had all week. Knowing that only one more night of work was left before the start of my vacation made me feel even better. The more that I talk with Mike at work, the more that I appreciate my age. I'm senior to him only by seven years, but on some days it seems as though he comes far somewhere far in my past. There is all that energy and restlessness that I seem to have lost somewhere along the way. Then there are the tales of partying that I also seem to have left behind. The odd part is that I don't miss too much of that life. Gone are the days of hanging out in a group of guys trying to decide what we want to do and then ending up drinking and or smoking pot at someone's house. Somehow the appeal of being part of a pack disappeared. My male bonding phase is long over. Although I do get a kick out of hearing Mike talk about Kelly. That boy wants her, but we both know that it will never happen, because Kelly is looking for something much different that what Mike has to offer. I do give Mike credit though. I'm not sure I would have worked a part time job on Friday and Saturday nights when I was his age. Then again I don't know his whole story. I only have the bits and pieces that he tells me.
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