Doing It All Over Again
A fine clique of Cheeseheads, no?
I texted my niece (pictured) during the game: “Hey, I think I just saw you guys on TV!”
Oh, the spirit of youth. I might like to be young again. If I could go way back and start all over I’d like to think I’d do something different with my life. But I confess I have no idea what it would be, even assuming I had my druthers. Ask people that question and many will say they know what they’d do. I don’t believe them. It’s not that given another go at life people can’t imagine what they might like to do, or what they might try to become. It’s just that how we end up is every bit as much the result of our stochastic reactions to unforeseen circumstances as it is the cause of our linear intentions.
I can certainly think of a few things I wouldn’t change on the next go around, or certain events I would seek to hasten rather than having to wait for the right circumstances (and my reactions to them) to arrive. For an example, see my prior post.