What would yours be, narzack?

I think I'd like to go back to some tennis ball wars, before everyone got so lost from each other, and I think I'd like to try to preserve that more... somehow... Those days were so beautiful in their innocence, really and truly we were all just so... pure, like light... we were just... kids, I guess is all I can think of to describe us. I'd like that back, to some degree. When there was still promise without the memory of rejection or loss.......

If I could relive one day over and over again, it would have to be a day with Andy. We took a road trip in the summer on a nice cool day, did a bit of hiking, drove back a long road with nothing on it looking for wildlife, and basically just spent the day laughing and having a good time, just like nothing in the world could touch us or bother us. Just two good friends, enjoying nature and the company for the day with no work or worries.

As for a day I would like to live over so I could change something... I would go back to the orginal confrontation and prevent it from ever happening. That one moment caused endless problems and heartache for so many people that I wish I would have just swallowed the words and let him continue to live in blissful ignorance.

If I had a day to live over....I would pick anyday that I spent with Dad and when he wasn't sick!!! I just miss him so freakin' much! It seems like anytime would be great with him....which it would have been.....but I can't see why I couldn't realize that when he was here....how great he was!

Yea, that is a day I would like to live over.

I have two days. One is a good memory and one is something I'd like to fix.

The first: Not even a day, but a single instant. In this instant the world consisted of only him and I. No other sights or sounds just him. He smiled at me and facing each other he took both my hands and I couldn't contain my glee. It was the perfect end to the perfect day. The day of the couch fort in the lounge.

The second: The problem I need to fix and don't know how... it was a sunday and she was drunk and I didn't notice when she had a breakdown later that night. I DID NOT know. And now everyone is mad at everyone else.

I can think of a few, but most of them just contain a few relatively minor, but dumb shit nevertheless.

I think it would have to be the day I had the chance to say everything, but said all the wrong things. I had no idea it would change everything. But then again, had things been different, I most likely would be without much of the knowledge I now have. I'm not sure which is better, as far as reality is concerned.

Ironically, I just watched the Butterfly Effect the other day. Director's cut.

But I think I'd relive James's graduation day. Or maybe that night we broke the light in your basement.

Hm, probably the day I lost part of myself. I don't know when it happened, though I have my suspicions. I left something back there, before my life curved around the bend. I can't see it anymore, but I can feel it. or its absence. It seems essential to life to give it away, leave little bread-crumb-like moments throughout time so that at the end of your life you can look back and see your path and be welcomed. One of my worst fears is at the end, realizing I'm clutching on to too much. Why should I? You can't take it with you. But anways, yeah...there's something that I gave away that I can't get back. Would I do it though? probably not. The future is far more promising because that is where reality waits. The past, it's always bittersweet.

August of 2003-Road trip with my three best friends, not very far, only two hours away to Montreal. We woke up really early to get a good start on the day, went for smoked meat for lunch, spent the afternoon at the Biodome, which is essentially 4 biospheres, took tons pictures, went for a walk in downtown Montreal close to my uncle's house, went out for a really nice dinner, and only left for home around 12:30. By far, the greatest day I can remember.

Good question!