Is there an age or year of your life you would re-live?
When I was single in Miami. I was in a place that was great to be solo. I had friends to do stuff with. The beach was minutes away. Life was just starting for me, so everything was an adventure. We went deep-sea fishing, clubbing, and I came home to a house that occasionally had roommates. Mostly, I was able to come and go as I wished.
When it was time to move on in a relationship, that was easy too. They would just become after W in the alphabet.
Health was easy. I was in shape for free by just being young. We were fearless and what felt like immortal. We could do anything and there would always be tomorrow.
My friends and I had season tickets to the Dan Marino Air Force show. Every game was 5 touchdowns, and I even partied in the stands with Don Shula’s daughter.
Then, I grew up. In the words of Toby Keith, I wish I didn’t know now what I didn’t know then.
Now, it’s you ain’t much fun since I quit drinkin’.


Relive to change? Or relive to enjoy a repeat?
My mistake in life was planning everything for the future and not living in the present. I’m correcting that now … but life would have been much better if I had enjoyed it more along the way.
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