To Live Over

If I had my life to live over, I'd dare to make more mistakes next time. I'd relax; I'd limber up. I would be sillier than I have been this trip. I would take fewer things seriously. I would take more chances. I would climb more mountains and swim more rivers. I would eat more ice cream and less beans. I would perhaps have more actual troubles, but I'd have fewer imaginary ones.

You see, I'm one of those people who lived sensibly and sanely hour after hour, day after day. Oh, I had my moments, and if I had to do it over again, I'd have more of them. In fact, I'd try to have nothing else. Just moments, one after the other, instead of living so many years ahead of each day. I've been one of those persons who never goes anywhere without a thermometer, a hot water bottle, a raincoat, and a parachute. If I had it to do over again, I would travel lighter than I have.

If I had my life to live over again, I would start barefoot earlier in the spring and stay that way later in the fall. I would go to more dance; I would ride more merry-go-rounds. I would pick more daisies.

Nadine Stair, que chabona eh. Nosé si realmente exististe, algunos dicen que sí ,otros que fuiste un magnífico invento de alguna mente extraordinaria. Más allá de eso, me hubiese gustado ser tu amiga, hubiese sido un placer.

Me haces acordar tanto a ella, hubiesen sido increíbles amigas. - Hablando de eso, hoy te extraño más que nunca.. pero me gusta pensar que seguís existiendo en algún rincón de mi mente o por ahí todo fue producto de mi imaginación. Por ahí solo fuiste producto de mi salvaje locura, y no parte de tal inmoral realidad. Que locura y tranquilidad fuiste. Soy, sos. es. somos..