September 16, 2015
Thinking about the good old days last week. What about the real good old days? It's too far away. I want to go forward, not backward. It's hard to do when there's more backward in your life, not forward. That's the way of the world. Inside every old person is a young person wondering what the hell happened. How did we get here? Where did the time go? It's all so fleeting. Hold on tight. It really does go by so quickly. And then we're gone. You're reading this and I haven't been here in decades. Go figure. Go know.