Today was a bit of a haze.
As soon as my alarm went off, I was wide-eyed but moving in slow mo as the world revved into full gear.
How had ten days passed so quickly? And why couldn’t they have all been perfect? Have we developed a rewind button—or even pause—for real life yet?
You see, I’ve been on vacation. You may have thought it’s been longer than ten days considering I haven’t written in a while, but I’ve just been busy (excuses, excuses).
Ten days ago I was sitting in my office busily tapping my computer keys as I sat and watched the clock tick by, so ready to be heading home.
Ten days ago I was rushing through the city with an abnormal amount of luggage (will I ever learn to pack for the proper time span in which I’m traveling?) hoping to make my bus on time and maybe even score a stand-by seat on an earlier one.
Ten days ago I was caught in traffic, tempted to get annoyed by it, but reminding myself that it was vacation and nothing was going to rain on my parade.
Ten days ago I was excited to see my friends, family, Jeter and indulge in all my favorite foods.
Ten days ago, my 30-day no drinking challenge was up and I was ready.
And now it’s ten days—countless hugs, a million texts, attempts to bring up the far-away past, fantastic memories, nostalgia and one horrible night that I wish never happened—later.
And all I can think is 1) I really do not enjoy how fast time flies as I get older; and 2) isn’t it funny (but not) how hindsight works?
Had I known what I know now, I would’ve hugged a little tighter, texted a little faster, taken another deep breath and remembered what my necklace is supposed to remind me everyday—to be peaceful and engage in calm communication. If I knew then what I know now I would’ve spent more time with my family. If I knew then what I know now, I would’ve made sure my last night night went a whole lot differently.
Hindsight’s 20/20 though, isn’t it?