[crazytaxidriver]

I thi k everyone has something g to complain. About. And it's usually easier to bitch about something than to find the good in it. I hated where I grew up for a long time. But now I couldn't see a better place to live. The roads are bad and the jobs are t great. But I could turn a 5 year old loose in the yard and not worry about it.

Speaking of which, when I was six or seven my friends and I would take off down the road on our bikes. And play outside till it got dark. But now my own nieces aren't allowed to go outside without my mom or my sisters watching them. And they can forget about riding a bike down the road