I miss being me.

I miss being me. I used to be so adventurous. I used to be so down for anything. I loved to dance. I loved to sing. I loved to perform. I used to be so athletic and out doors-y.

I used to be happy.

I miss all those parts of me.

But now that i’ve gotten older. I barely leave my room. If it weren’t for work i’d probably be a literal vampire and never leave my house. I perform but in my car. I sing to my audience of people who are driving in their cars not really paying attention to me. And I dance but it’s more so waiting for the ladies room doing the “I got to tinkle” dance or stretching.

If I create videos would you watch?