Aren't you a working man? All grown up?
Why the fuck did I develop the "I can't party for shit anymore" mentality?
I drink two beers on a Friday night and think, "Well, it's 11pm. I better go to bed, or I won't get enough sleep for tomorrow."
Then this morning, I wake up at 5 and think, "I should go back to sleep and sleep in late. But I have some bills to pay, and I'd like to read some of my book. The garage needs to be swept too, so I better go ahead and get up. Can't watch football until all the responsibilities are out of the way."
FUCK. I'M OLD.