A melancholy time trip

Drinkin’ now,,,

HARD!!!!

DON’T go back in time,,,   DON’T DO IT!!!

DON’T!!!

Apologies,,,,   Let me explain where I am at, so you can have a sense of what went wrong.

I had an email from “Classmates” saying someone had tagged my yearbook picture.    Dunno who, and at this point, ignorance IS bliss.  

I made the mistake of following the link and saw THREE pictures

My first Real Girlfriend (and if it means somethin’, I still have a ‘love letter’ from her: forty flippin years and several long term relationships and a failed marriage later, I still have it.)

My FIRST and I ain’t talkin’ GF, though that too

And the Girl I have always had a crush on, whom was also my best friend in the tightest of ways, totally platonic, though I have often wished otherwise.

(I was gonna post pics, and probably could since they are in the public domain already, but, NO, I only post pics when I have been able to ask permission, never otherwise.,,,sorry; y’all gotta use your imagination this time out.)

You can’t go Home again, IT AIN’T THERE!!!

Forty years agone, so many stories to tell them,,,,

and I probably never will.   Of all the people in that school, those three were the only ones I would wish to meet again, but there is so much water passed under this bridge I stand on.  I can argue that my perceptions of ‘then’ and their perceptions of the same, are NOT the same as mine.   Memories fade, discolor like the old kodachrome paper, and emotions ‘evolve’ with time.  

I could always spin a yarn, I could captivate with stories; but I was Never serious enough, about any one thing, to pursue,,,,

her

hence the drinkin’

I thought I had forgotten,,,,

      dusty in here,,,,

and they say women are romantics,,,, HA!!!   Women are pragmatic; its the dudes that get all mushy with the ideas of romance and chivalry, duty, honor,,,, In a round’bout sorta way, we all wanted to be that Shining Knight,,,,  No,,, NO round’bout about it,,, we all did; some just hid it better.

Sometimes, and I strongly feel this to be the case here, its best to leave the past, in the PAST.   If one of those three Femmes from my history were one that tagged me,,,, Probably best that we maintain that gulf of time.   I have changed beyond what I was then, many times over.   Those changes may be for the better,  but I would rather the memories I have, not be tainted by a new meeting and possible disharmony between souls.

We LIVE ( and eventually die)

We LEARN (and forget what we learned)

We LOVE (and lose sometimes)

We LAUGH (and often cry,,,)

And We keep on LOADIN’, prayin’ its for naught. 

The PATH  remains, always.

((later date,,,   Talk about a self-fulfilling prophecy,,,, Leave the past in the past,,, better for all involved…)))