August 22, 2009

• When I’m old.

  I want to remember these years with incredible fondness. I want to remember the good times and how amazing life was.

  When I am old I want to remember these years as the ones that brought me love and excitement. Incredible happiness. I want these years to be the beggining of my dreams, hopes, aspirations. I want to remember how I fell in love with the girl I’ll have been with for 40 years. The fun we had when we were this age together.

  When I am old, I want to be absolutely sure I did it right. I tried hard enough, I did the right things and I did the best I could with what I had.

  I’m not old now. I’m 26. But this has to be the begginning. This has to be where it starts.

  I have to do it right.

  I don’t want to grow old with regrets.

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