coasting along into a vortex of hell , blissfully unaware.
I was 7, almost 8. I was living in Seattle with my family. My whole family. (minus my youngest brother and sister) It was great then. Although, I knew little of what really was going on with my parents.
I was 51 & running a road race with father time .
Well I was only 12 and was restricted in what I could do and what I knew.
I was hurting and I was hurting myself, but I was still managing to have some fun.
Much the same way it is now. Filled with doubt and uncertainty lol.
It was just starting to kick into high gear and It hasn't slowed.
Pretty similar to now, except my wife hadn't retired yet and I could move a lot faster.
Can't remember, I was 8.
Better then where I am right now.