Monday, August 31, 2009

It was 32 years ago...

On the last day of August, 1977 that I posed with my new bike that I had bought with my summer savings. The bike shop was on the way home from school that was in downtown Marion. I'm standing in front of my grandparents house - the only house I ever considered my real home - in Marion Ohio.

I look at this and I look like a stranger to who I am now.

If any of us met our future selves in the future, would we know the future "me"? If we met our past selves, would we even want to spend time with the people who we once were?

But what I wouldn't give to have that body today...

1 comment:

  1. More important: do you still have those Daisy Dukes?

    If I were to see my adolescent self today, I'd bitch-slap him and say, "Girl, cut your hair, get you some Proactiv, join Jenny Craig, and stop popping your goddamn collar."