But now when I have to go back near our old home and drive on the NJ Turnpike or Garden State Parkway, my balls crawl up from fear.
9ski9 Reviewed by 9ski9 on . For those 35 to say 45 years old I am 40 and recently I have been questioning where I was at, where I am and where I am going. I know it is middle age but I wonder if I should be doing more with my life. It is not like I think I am a screw-off, but I am starting to realize life is very short. I mean look at the death notices in the paper. Some young, some old and your entire life is written up in 3 paragraphs that no one really gives a crap about. So I feel like I am at a cross-road but don't know which way to go. Or Rating: 5