It was a beautiful,crisp night yesterday evening; I decided to walk the long way home. Took a detour, then another, and ended up in the 80s, standing in front of Lupos Game Room that I used to haunt six to seven days a week when I was in my early teens. Pretty much lived there. Grew up there. Made up my mind about who I was, and who I was going to be, there. Decided to go in....not physically because the place has long been abandoned but a mental voyage.... Still the same, but completely different. Teenagers slouching in booths listening to vintage oldies on the 25 cents a play jukebox- us back then, but not us now. Couldve been though. But not. We were way cooler, exactly the same as they are way cooler now. Too cool to realize that we... er, I mean, they... dont know what theyve got, and wont know until theyre old enough to start looking back as well as ahead. You can return... you can always return... but you can never go back. So, a word of advice from the quite-a-bit older and ever-so-slightly wiser... Make the most of it. Youre not going to live forever. Eventually, you wont want to. But right now, youre alive. So live. One day youll look back, and wish with every fiber of your being that you could go back to that time, if only for a minute. You cant. But youre there now, so give yourself something to look back at. Now. One day Ill be quite a bit older, and hopefully slightly more wise, and Ill find myself looking back at today. Right now. This minute, as I type this. Im doing my absolute best to give myself something worth looking back at. You?
Posted on: Fri, 15 Nov 2013 01:02:12 +0000
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