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Even as I type that, it just looks so wrong. I don't feel 50... except first thing in the morning. I don't yet look 50, or at least that's what most people are nice enough to tell me. But my birth certificate doesn't lie — unless my parents were a lot better at keeping secrets than I've given them credit for.
I remember looking up at my brother and sister's cribs, and thinking about how I was free and they were still trapped. I was three, and it's the earliest clear memory I have.
I remember the first poem I ever wrote. "Time flies quickly, time flies fast. Before you know it, the present is the past." I was six. How prophetic.
I remember my uncle telling me to sit down next to him and watch something really important on TV. It was Nixon's resignation speech. I was seven.
I remember Bruce Jenner as the hero of the 1976 Olympics. I wanted to be just like him, as did every boy in America at the time. I was nine.
I remember being two weeks too young to vote in the 1984 presidential election, and griping about how unfair that was.
I remember when the drinking age in New York went from 19 to 21, ten days after my 19th birthday. I don't remember those ten days themselves very well, though.
I remember where I was when I heard the news that the space shuttle Challenger had exploded. And exactly what I was doing the morning of Sept. 11th, 2001.
I remember my first girlfriend. My first paycheck. My first trip abroad. My first 300 game. My first DD here. And at least three-quarters of all the books I've ever read.
...I guess I've lived through those five decades, after all.
Dang.
Time is indifferent, and inevitable.
This was written 12 years ago. Please now consider it his epitaph.
Time flies... away.
I finished a poem yesterday, for the children's book I've been working on since forever. I knew it was the first one I'd written in a while. But when I went to add it to the folder, I got quite the shock. Has it really been seven years? :o
I accidentally created a meme.
So, how many of you happened to have seen this already? (Courtesy Me.me)
:heart: Those who know me, know how much I love a good wordplay. On my Facebook wall one year ago, I'd put up a pic of me standing on my right leg, with the caption that I wanted to start off 2018 on the right foot. So for the end of the year, I wanted to do something equally goofy.
At first I was just going to record myself singing falsetto at 11:59 p.m., with the message that I wanted to end the year on a high note. But a bout of hoarseness earlier in the day put the kibosh on that idea. So as an alternative, I googled for a piece of clip art, cleaned it up a bit, an
Ten Years Ago...
. . . I was ten years younger. :B
Also, I signed up for this place. (Right around this time of the night, too.)
The rest is history. :ahoy:
—Mike
P.S. Special shout out to ikazon (https://www.deviantart.com/ikazon) on earning this month's Deviousness award. It was overdue, bro! :highfive:
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Good read!