They say youth is wasted on the young. How silly. You can’t waste what you don’t know you have: the Present. You merely live it.
But we who are older and oh so much wiser, look back — or is it look down? — on the young and tsk, tsk. We see opportunities lost, the seeds of poor decisions planted in shallow ground.
But what of our own opportunities? The decisions we let the wind carry away?
We who claim to be so much wiser also forget that we live in Present. And this is the ultimate waste — to not be here, now. To not grasp that we are never too old to be young.