Time Machine

Here it is, Sunday -- March 30, 2008 -- and I've got so little on my mind after our San Francisco trip that finding a subject to write about seems just about impossible.

Take a look at the ugly sucker in the photo. That's me roughly 30 years ago. Hair that had some color to it... and a much higher active follicle count. A pack of cigarettes in the t-shirt pocket, probably an open beer somewhere just out of camera range. Ah yes, life was good. Or was it?

No, it really wasn't. And I wonder how many of us would jump at the chance to go back 30 years while retaining today's knowledge to do a better job with life. That seems to be a common fantasy... "If I only knew then what I know now."

I know that I could do a much better job with my life, and look back with pride instead of regret. But the nagging question is this: if you could go back, would you listen to your own advice and immediately change your life's course? Or would you simply think, "Hey... I've got 30 years to get it right... there's plenty of time."

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