Flashback

It's amazing how time flies. So I'm watching "The Grinch Who Stole Christmas," the one with Jim Carey, and I remember when I first saw it. The guy I was seeing waited 4 hours in line to get tickets to opening night, and the show wasn't even sold out, lol. It's just amazing. It's the little things that put life into perspective.

I mean, just the memory of going to see this opening night, takes me back to when things were so much more simple, yet so much more complicated all in one.

7 years ago...I was 20 years old. I was in-between relationships. I was a sophomore at Kent. I was absotively sure about everything I was sooooo unsure about. LOL. And somehow, I felt so carefree. Maybe it was the freshness of being on my own. Being my own person. Being the me that felt real to me. When I think back to that time, I can't help but smile and sigh. Sigh a little nostalgia. Sigh a little remembering. Sigh a little wish...a wish that I could get back that mentality.

I know I have brought this up before...But why did I have to grow up. I remember working 40 hours, going to school for 15-18 hours per semester. Yet having time to do whatever I want. Yes, I do realize that I am working the job of my dreams and I need sleep and rest, but every so often, I just wish I had that mentality. Even the one to stay up for 24hours plus and still be able to function 100%. I guess that's what a desk job gets me...when I used to stay up 24 hours I was on my feet all day working at Bed Bath so I was active with energy. Que sera.

But yea...I'd say more, but I am out of words for now.