I played in a wedding today up in Rabun Gap, GA. During the ceremony, I realized how serious getting married is, and I really don't think that I could ever do it. It seems too...grown up and serious. I know that I'm in a fairly serious relationship right now, I mean, it has lasted for more than 4 years, but I dunno. I just can't imagine getting married and having kids and driving them around in a minivan.
Maybe I'm afraid of change. Maybe I'm afraid of committment. Maybe I'm afraid to grow up. Maybe I'm really bad at letting go of things.
Is there something wrong with me?
2 comments:
would it help if the minivan had flames painted on the side of it to make it more youthful?
Oh goodness...GRACE you're me! Sng my cheer every day:
single fo eva
single fo life
single fo eva
don't need no wife.
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