I’m reminded of that every day… Like today, when I went to the Halloween parade at the wee shit’s school, and her locker neighbor axed if I were her grandfather…
Yeah u aint wired like a racer For me adrenaline requires near death, riding a mtn bike downhill, being attacked by that crazy red headed puerto rican woman who leaves dead cats in your mailbox. A silver dime? Nah.
Adrenaline ≠ dopamine. As for the adrenaline of near death, I submit numerous bungee jumpings, and my participation in this idiocy, twice, for consideration. For the attention of a redhead barrel racer, at that. (it didn't work, even THEY aren't THAT crazy)
Yeah for me adrenaline = dopamine. Nothing else makes me feel alive This explains SO MUCH about normal people I just never understood!
Flying used to make me feel good. Downhill skiing and mtn biking downhill do it too. But fishing, gambling, exercise, hiking, watching sports, going to a concert, none of these make me feel alive.
You forgot gambling on whether or not the Thai hooker with which you just entered a verbal contract is actually female.