something i’ll never forget is something i overheard while i was skyping with a stoner friend, lance, who lived in a little cottage on a weed farm that his dad owned (really cool guy despite that background i just gave you)
lance’s dad came over to visit and they were having a chat while my friend chris and i were still on the call but lance forgot to mute his mic so we could hear their chat
lance’s dad has a pretty notable bostonian accent and he was a matter-of-fact kind of guy who was super real. the kind of dad who you’d wanna be friends with despite their being an age gap
the one thing that he said that really stuck with me was
“sometimes i wake up in the morning and i think ‘im still fuckin here? why havent i died yet?’“
and i still think about that from time to time.