Adulting is really hard sometimes. There can be those crucial moments in life when you wish you could have a do-over – to go back a day, a week, a month, even eleven months, and redo things with the knowledge you have now.

Sometimes you even long to go back to the simpler days of your childhood when you could just disappear for the day down by the ol’ lake with your faithful dog to sit in the shade and fish the day away without a care in the world. Aaah. Nice, isn’t it?

Then you remember, as I did, that you never lived near a lake, nor did you ever own a dog.

Oh well.


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