Stay 20 π
I like my 20-year-old self. Maybe I’d tell him to stay 20 forever. Hopefully, I’ll be around 20 in heaven, or 18. I think of that as my proper age. Maybe I’d be more keen to listen to him than have him listen to me. 1982/1983 were happy years for me. I lived in London, … Continue reading Stay 20 π
