When we're grown up

Once upon a time, there was a tavern
Where we used to raise a glass or two
Remember how we laughed away the hours,
Think of all the great things we would do

Those were the days, my friend
We thought they'd never end
We'd sing and dance forever and a day
We'd live the life we'd choose
We'd fight and never lose
For we were young and sure to have our way

A recent blog by a guy called BlackMacro got me thinking – remember those nights when you were young, talking about what you were going to do, where you were going to go? We were going to conquer the world, retire rich…the superman syndrome. What if those days were the best days of your life? Scary thought.