Can I Get a Rewind?

I cannot believe how quickly the Naughty Noughties passed and now we’re already nearly two years into the Terrible Teenies. Yet still I find myself referring to the Nineties as if it were just the last decade. It something that has started to cause me great concern, I mean I am nearly 30 but can remember my 15th birthday as if it were only a few years ago when in reality literally half a life-time has passed since then. How the hell did that happen?

When I actually sit down and look back over how much I’ve squeezed in to those 15 years it actually starts to make sense. The drunken debauchery of my late teens, the experiments with mind-altering substances and the adventures I had being in a Rock’n’Roll band. The blood, the sweat, the tears and toil. The fights, the frolicking, the nights spent not knowing where the hell we’d end up. The dreams, the despair and broken promises. The love, the camaraderie, the friendships won and lost. Tearing out the pages and starting again and again until finding myself as a married man laying down new roots. Yet still I’m evolving and reinventing myself and trying to live the dream. I’ve actually lived a lot of living in the last fifteen years.

So that’s where it went but why did it all pass so damn quickly? It makes me wonder how quickly I’ll find myself on the verge of my 45th birthday wondering “damn was that really 15 years”? It’s made me realise I need to start living more for the moment instead of thinking too much about the future and dwelling too much on the past. As soon as we’re born we start dying, so we might as well have a good time.

So that is my new life mantra. Carpe diem as Horace put it, seize the day my fellow mortals because with every breath you get closer to death.