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Thrill Of Aging

Thrill Of Aging

A Poem by -Glasses.Classic.

People believe growing up is something to dread. I'll prove you wrong.


 Fifteen years and then some.


 8:00 a.m.


 Nostrils flaring from anxiety.

 The tension in muscles cramping for a brake.

 Flow of traffic.

 Three hours, pure outright joy.



           the adrenaline of what is commonly done.

 A simple pleasure I find.

 In what others say is a waste of time.


 Clearly I'm over reacting.



© 2010 -Glasses.Classic.

Author's Note

I started driving after my long procrastination.
Oh how I've waited for the simple pleasure's of the adult world.

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lol, adorable. Love seeing the young mind flirt with maturity. This write is just a delight to read and recaptures the thrill of the ordinary....such sweet memories. Jolly well done!!

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Added on April 17, 2010
Last Updated on April 17, 2010
Tags: Aging, Glee, Slice Of Life.