Even though I am well into my 30's, I don't feel any older than when I was 20. I feel smarter, but not older. I have more confidence, but not many more wrinkles. I actually feel more attractive than I did at 20. And every once in a while, I still feel the urge to have a really big night out, as though I am still 20--I wanna forget all my responsibilities, get drunk, laugh loudly, dance on tables, and pretend I am still young and wild and free. I am THERE right now. Part of this is most certainly that I haven't been able to even have one little drink since March, because of all of the med's I've been on. Part of it is that, well, I just have an ITCH.
Which brings us to Show and Tell. I bought the super short plaid wool skirt in 1994 in Vienna, when I really WAS young and wild and free, and Terrific T wasn't yet on my horizon. I wore it in Prague while flirting with an incredibly good looking author who was a good 10 years older than me. Months after I met him, he sent me photos of myself wearing this skirt, standing on Charles Bridge. He went on to write screenplays in Hollywood. I went on to think of freedom every time I wore this skirt.
I think it's memories like these that make me long for Borneo, make me need wild nights dancing on tables. Sometimes I need to taste freedom again. Sometimes I need to leave my current world behind, if only for a night.