23 vs 33: I Think I’m An Adult Now
The things I got excited about when I was 23 are so different than what I get excited about now... Case in point: I went out of my way to take a picture of this random front lawn to send to my best friend.
Back when I was 23, I was sort of still in college part time, working at the radio station in Vegas, making plans to drink and get wild every single weekend. I used to talk to my best friend about hot chicks we'd see in real life, or online, and man are things different now.
At 33 years old, just because I know my best friend is just as into taking care of his lawn as I am, I pulled way out of my way to grab a picture of this beautiful lawn I drove by in Eagle to send to him. It was in the at moment I realized, I think I'm an adult now.