The golden years

Now and again I get a bit nostalgic.

Nostalgia for times that are long gone, they could never be revisited or recreated and feel the same. I don't do insightful posts, this is about as close as it's going to get.

Life's all about balance, doing the things you love but also taking responsibilty for yourself and family. Getting on a bit I sometimes I wonder if I tried to be sensible too fast...'proper job', house etc, not that I regret any of these things, but they do force you to be a little bit more grown up, maybe I should've prolonged it for just a few more years!  Gone are the times of  half the year in Aus, summers in the red and yellows working on the beach with friends, surfing at work all in the name of 'training' and generally not having a care in the world. Stress was the odd exam at uni, steady on now.

In reality I'm really not that far removed from it all, (I thank God I'm not holed up in London slaving it out for the man), it's just now and again, today for example, I long to be shipping out carefree for the winter.  It must be that shitty grey day, howling wind and the looming end of BST that's got me mulling. That and the fact that some of my little flock of friends are readying themselves for the winter migration south.