Without a doubt, I cherish my years in the 90s at The Ohio State University.
In and of themselves, those years were the most free, fun and developmental years of my life. Much of who I am today is based on those years. Many of my dearest friends come that period of my life.
Now, I am two decades removed from the beginning of that period of life and I often miss it dearly. When I try to relive those times, I quickly realize that I am not even close to the same person I was then.
This is both good and bad.
On one hand, I can't behave that way anymore. First, I just can't pull it off. Second, I don't want to because the consequences are far too painful. This body just ain't the same it once was. Third, I have WAY too many responsibilities and little people counting on me to act that way right now.
On the other hand, I am so much more wise. I know when to slow down, speed up, keep my mouth shut, or say something and what to say. I know my limits. I know what I know and what I don't.
I am a different person.
While I miss who I was and what I did and long to be able to repeat that lifestyle, I am happy where I am now and it is vastly different.
So tonight I visit campus and I enjoy an amazing show at a venue that holds numerous memories, mostly positive, overwhelmingly positive. I get a slice of pizza and grab a beer. I feel many of those same feelings I felt 20 years ago but through much different lens.
I realize I am very lucky.
I can appreciate those times for what they were. I can appreciate having grown out of them.
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