Would it have been worth while, To have bitten off the matter with a smile,

I have been going through old letters and notes
the last couple of days and it always brings me into some
kind of lull, not in any bad way, but more like the feeling
of sitting and staring at something and then realizing
its 3 in the morning and you have been staring at the
wall for about 4 hours holding an old postcard and ticket stub

don' really know how to describe it, just
a rush of old emotions and senses mixed with the random
progression of time and getting older
a little meloncholy, a little bit envious of days gone by
,and more than anything a feeling of amazement at how much
I have changed over the years and how much I am exactly the
same as I was in that small slice of time.

"In this world there are only two tragedies.
One is not getting what one wants, and the other is getting it."

-Oscar Wilde

or as vossman says "you better belize it!"