A large portion of my life has been enormously fun. I have been acutely aware of the good times while I was having them; I knew the exact moments when the world was my oyster.
Recently, I heard someone from my past describe that time as “years and years ago”. Okay, I suppose, but none of my life, not even the unfortunate interludes I have been especially prone to, seems like years and years ago. It’s all so close to my heart that it seems like yesterday.
The people I love look the same to me. There has to be a radical change in appearance, otherwise I am happily oblivious behind my rose-colored goggles. Sometimes I have olfactory flashbacks and I swear I could just cry from the nostalgia. Music from certain eras makes we want to lie on the floor kicking and screaming, “No, no! I was having so much fun, it can’t be over yet!”
The Allman Bros. described it best-
Nobody left to run with anymore
Nobody left to do the crazy things we used to do before
Nobody left to run with anymore
© 1994 Sony Music Entertainment, Inc.
I can remember that glorious feeling of being free as the wind, able to pack my three bags and be gone at a moment’s notice. It was grand!
Just because I don’t, and I haven’t in a long time, doesn’t mean I couldn’t if I wanted to. If only it wouldn’t be so pathetic and UNSEEMLY.
I can’t seem to be able to reach this post from my droid!!
The glory days. I still feel like the same young rapscallion. But a lot of my friends are dead, insane, or even worse, boring.
I’d rather be dead than boring. I’m not quite sure how I feel about insanity. If it could be the fun kind of insanity where I had extravagant delusions of grandeur, imagining I was the Queen Mum or the Pope and I wore a crown, I wouldn’t mind a crown, or a magic wand!
Some of my friends are dead. My brother is dead, another brother may as well be dead, completely paralyzed. A lot of the kids I grew up with are addicted to narcotics. I grew up with a family that has been ravaged by mental illness, not the fun kind either. The people I would never have expected it of became VERY boring. And then there was that one man I turned into a Republican. A sad case.