Wednesday, March 12, 2008

I blame Jim Croce

So sometimes I sit and wonder about changing the past.

Don't ride on the lawn aerator. Or at least don't take the Frisbee.

Don't jump down stairs. At any age.

Don't drive while looking at the map in the passenger seat.

Others aren't so easy, because they have made me the person I am with the present in which I am happy.

Don't hurt this person. Don't date this person. Show some balls and ask this person out.

Then there are the times that would be great to watch from a third person perspective. I think.

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