For those of us who have transitioned from the follies of youth to the responsibilties of maturity, have you ever decided to re-experience certain of your youthful follies and if so, which follies?

My prebuscent days occurred in the summer of love, my teens in the foggy seventies, and my maturation days in the decadence of the eighties. Like many of you, i have many fond memories of those days.

And, when they were over with and i had become a “responsible” adult, i decided to relive some of my youthful experiences – summer of love sixties, foggy seventies, work hard and play hard eighties.

Some time ago (I won’t write how long), my significant other and I of the time decided that we needed to re-live some of our youthful experiences. To that end, we managed to obtain certain mind altering substances and to send our combined brood off for the weekend.

well, things had changed since our earlier days and i must say, quality had not improved. nonetheless, we found ourselves having quite a jolly time…at a nearby convenience store, many places in the house…in the backyard. And it wasnt just the playfulness that we enjoyed, but the laughter, listening to old music. recounting stories we’d never tell our kids.

Now, that’s my very abbreviated story. what’s your story?