I got back from my walk this afternoon and my wife was online shopping for hoodies.
She said, “when you were walking out the door, my first thought was that you look like a bum?”
“What?! My Dragon Donuts hoodie you mean? What’s wrong with my hoodie?”
Jules quickly replied “nothing’s wrong with it, but you’re grown up now.”
I’m 34. In another 5 months, I’m gonna be a dad. I’m covered in tattoos. I own or partially own 5 different businesses. I have a mortgage, employees, partners, co-workers, two cars (both paid in full), a cable bill, a home gym and a fucking Peloton.
Clearly, I’m an adult.
But I’m not ready to give up my Dragon Donut’s hoodie.
Anyway, I’ll see you when I see you.
