Dream like you’ll live forever and live like you’ll die tomorrow
Man that’s the best advice I’ve ever heard. I used to live like that. I honestly did, and I wish I still did. I wonder what happened.
From the time I was 18 till I was about 30 it was all about the moment. Living in the moment. Screw tomorrow. Tomorrow may never come. White water kayaking, ultralight airplanes, living spur of the moment, and doing a hundred miles an hour on the wrong side of the road.
There’s nothing better than a warm summer night full of stars, a good running harley, a few good friends and some neon. I lived a good part of my life like that. Not caring what would happen tomorrow or if there was a tomorrow. I sit here now and I wonder what happend to that feeling. What happend to that lifestyle and what happened to that dream.
I’m responsible now. That’s what it is. I have a career instead of a job. I own a house. I want my parents to be proud of me. I wonder why they weren’t proud of me while I was living my dream. While I was living every moment and while I was sucking the life out of life, instead of life sucking the life out of me.
I long for those days and I remember them well. I have so many great memories that I forget many of them until someone reminds me of them. If I live long enough, I’ll go back to that mindset and I’ll re-kindle that dream. I’ll dream like I’ll live forever and live like I’ll die tomorrow.
The picture is me and my friend Dave Conrad doing about 80 miles an hour on the Kangamangus Highway in New Hamsphire during bike week sometime in the 90’s. We were having fun. Dave is up front. That’s me in the background.