The Good Ole Days
I seem to find myself reminiscing about the "good old days" a lot. Either it's getting together with old friends, looking at some old photos that take me back, or just remembering a time when things were simpler.
Here's where I have the problem. Most of the times I think about are from when I was 18-30ish. 10 years from now, am I going to look at 30-40, and say those were the good old days?
If so.......
Great! I have things a lot more together than I ever had them before, which should make for some mighty fine good old days.
If not......
That sucks. Are the best years of my life truly behind me?
Where I get caught up thinking about things now, is that I am constantly looking for that moment. That moment that 10 years from now, I will look back on and say wow!
This excludes things like marriage, births, etc. I 'm purely being selfish here. I'm talking about events that effect #1 - ME!!!
I don't know? Maybe all "my" moments are gone. Maybe all "my" moments, are now "our" moments. Moments that I will have with my family. If that's the case, I have certainly had some good ones, and I will never feel like I lost out on any experiences. It still makes me feel a little melancholy.
On another note, I am not sure where this blog is headed. I can come on here and post crap about Lost and Survivor, but quite frankly, it is a lot of work. It seems like lately I have been using this as a means to vent, which I know a lot of bloggers do. It's very therapeutic. I really do not have a lot of problems in my life, but the ones I perceive to have, I dwell on them and obsess over them, and they become consuming.
I'll just keep rambling, and we'll see where this journey ends up. Good night to all and to all a good night.
Baba Ganoush, OUT!
8 comments:
I know what you mean about 'my' moments turning into 'our' moments. It's hard when you have kids and a family, you lose one part of yourself, and gain another. I've fortunatly (or unfortuantly) had a very quick life, when I use to look back on my teenage years my first thought is "God, what the hell was I thinking?" But now I just think, "Shit, I'm lucky."
Your moments are still your moments. No one can take them away. And I have no idea where the hell my blog is going either. It's just a place where I can sit and write what ever is on my mind, regardless of political correctness or crap like that. It's nice to just work out your thoughts with out someone interrupting. It's better than therapy, it's free!
Dude, you know the best moments are when you met me. Playing videogames, talking about girls, dealing with Darren, you body-slamming Kirk into the sidewalk, dealing with Los, doing flood cleanup, going to Kings Island, gambling, Mario Kart incident, Sara's chubby hands can't catch a pass, all that shit.
You're lucky I'm still friends with you. Could you imagine a life without Evil Spock?!?
Angry B - thanks for the free therapy! I need to get one of those leather couches to round out the affect.
Evil Spock - A life without you. Man that would be relaxing. I would probably have less headaches.
Hmmmmm leather.......can we add some of those nifty straps to the equation too?
Yeah, but they have to be nice and tight. But if you bring out the gag ball, them I'm outta there. Well, as long as I'm able. We'll need a safety word..... Oops, getting carried away.
Ball gag, I gave him that word! What happened to the one I gave to you at your wedding?
That's what she said.
Oh my gawsh! I feel like I just opened the door to something I shouldn't have... mwahahahaha
I think that you still have tons of "you moments" left. Just different from the previous ones...
About the leather straps and ball gag... make sure she's wearing sexy stripper shoes or else it just won't be as grand. :)
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