I recently found a mixed CD that I had compiled in 2002.
I still like most of the songs now and I still remember the context of why I liked them back then.
In 2002 I was bigger, blonde and had recently been dumped by someone who thought I was ugly and dumb.
It’s hard to get over someone special like that.
It’s difficult to unhear the words that weren’t actually spoken.
And yes, I would have taken him back, just like that… If he had wanted me.
For all the heart ache though I would kill for a few minutes back in 2002 again.
Things were simpler then. (Why are things always simpler in the past?)
I lived at home with my Mum, Dad and brother in a house that was filled with laughter, love and food that I didn’t have to pay for.
My mum did my washing.
I owned and (when it felt like starting) drove a Lada.
I had less responsibilities, more options and milk in my coffee.
But here I am stuck in 2013 with the rest of you and wondering if in another 11 years I’ll look back on this time and wish I could have a few minutes here again.
linamay 