I'm detecting a pattern here.
As I get older I'm beginning to get the sense that I'm being made to experience the flip side of the sins of my past. Quite uncomfortable I must say; often annoying I will say; and sometimes terribly taxing, dare I complain. I'm tempted on occasion to regret my youthful exploits.
But then...having my wicked ways thrown back at me is often rife with compelling intrigue. Hmm...I wonder what's next on life's menu. Maybe if I resist less and pay close enough attention to the lessons, I can skip the midlife crisis and slip directly into quiet acceptance with a dash of wisdom.
Here's to hoping...





