Live the Moment

My parents looked at the many photos I had taken from Iran. As I saw, I stepped into them and the memories reminisced.
My relatives saw me as an older, wiser, and a changed person. A very different person from the one they used to know. Now that I’m back I feel even more changed.
The future keeps knocking on my door and I get worried. I try to enjoy my life without thinking of tomorrow or the day after.
I already had fifteen years of life and there is more to come.
I don’t want to be famous, but I want to be noticed. I want to be unique. I want to be remembered.

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  1. hairofthedawg July 29, 2003 @ 11:16 am

    Cheers Rex-Pat, well put and true.
    My only caution is to not worry about the future but view it as a challenge. I don’t mean challenge as something to be overcome, but more as something to be made the best of. Prepare for it, but not to the extent you can’t enjoy yourself now. It’s a tough balance to achieve, but I think you’re smart enough to find a way. I also hope you don’t mind me reliving my past mistakes and trying to help you avoid them.
    RIP Bob Hope,
    cheers,
    Dici

  2. Rex-Pat July 29, 2003 @ 10:03 am

    To your loyal readers, you are unforgettable. Just keep being yourself. Keep writing. Keep observing. And keep being honest with yourself and with the world around you. The rest will fall into place.

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