I am sorry to have to bid you farewell
Our time together has come to an end.
You have done nothing wrong;
“It’s not you, It’s me.”
Ten years ago today I turned 20. Life seemed so simple; a giant playground, I was finally getting access to. College was just a place I would smoke pot in the parking lot. Man, I really should’ve just went to class. Fun was the motto of the Decade. (How much fun would a nun shun had she no churchmen) With limited resources I pretty much did whatever I wanted. A leader of my own revolution. But who was I against? Age? Reality? Life?
Nothing You did ever steered me wrong.
I loved hard, laughed plenty, climbed mountains.
Together we witnessed life & mourned death.
You graced me with another day, everyday.
My twenties social life was a constant orgy of conversations. Maybe because I spent most of it on drugs that kept me on top of the rollercoaster balancing between what is up and what will go down. We lived in the bathroom night clubs. Exchanging stories. Learning from all various eccentric individuals I’ve met. Loving every person that came my way. Having my heart broken by every person that came my way. It was a beautiful life.
It’s been ten years to the date.
I fear it is too late to get you back.
Now it’s time to put those memories in a box. Saving them for a rainy day. Allowing me to make space for another ten. A more responsible life might be what’s ahead but knowing me it’ll just be more adventure. We will ever know where in the world is Carmen SanDiego?
Thank you my sweet twenties. You have made me a warrior. For what is next is more to come.
Love More, Peace More and Roar More.
Love your now Thirty Year Old,