<----- says: Hmmm...,
beer :drool:
I wouldn't say anything else, just have a drink with my younger self. He'd ask for advice (cuz I would've in the past), and I'll just smile knowingly (cuz I do) and remain silent.
Then, knowing me, cuz I do, being somewhat irritated I suppose, I'd probably challenge my older self with:
"What's the [censored] point of coming all the [censored] [censored] way from the holy crap [censored] future if all you're gonna do is drink piss [censored] beer??"
(I use to have a mouth on me :shakehead: )
I would answer, I think, with: "I have regrets about things that you are still going to do, deep ones." And then I'd pay for the beers (the least I can do) and while leaving;
"But that doesn't mean I don't want you to make those mistakes, or I'd never be the person I am today."
So I guess I'm saying in a weird-only-andyism-is way that I'm okay with myself, crap included.
day-um my therapist should read this