Liberty Lost?
I was just standing in my kitchen filling up at our water cooler when I asked my wife if we should start getting two 5 gallon bottles delivered on Mondays rather than just one. She responded from the “office” with a, “whatever, we can do that” kind-of answer.
I started to respond, then I stopped myself, thinking better of what I was about to lob across the apartment. I realized how much liberty I’ve lost since my youth, and I fell into a dark reflection about growing up. What I stopped saying was, “Good, ‘cause I’m going to drain this fucker like a homeless mans ball-sack.” For some reason i cant drop that in my home anymore.
I recall a time when that would have been the least offensive thing I would say all day. A care free time when bath towels were napkins, and filth was OK. Am I heading in the right direction, or have I built myself a jail!?
