The best time of my life was 19! At least that was the last time I felt good! Holy moly. I think I remember now.
Maybe I feel as good as then now!
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A good topic this is ! You guys won’t believe becuase I think my best time is now instead of the age of before the diagnosis. I have been reading the books on history and philosophy since my university time. and miraculously I obtained recently a much better understanding towards what I have read. It happened over the past a few years right after my latest relapse in 2012. So now it is my happy happy harvest time.
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Best time for me was when I was Landscaping, I liked driving mini-diggers and cutting down trees and building patios.
I was self-employed though and could not rely on work coming in which is why I do something else now.
I do miss it, being outdoors is much better.
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For me, it was playing Rush covers with two friends when I was 15yo. I played drum kit like Neil Peart – or as close as I could get. It was in 1982 in the summer. When that came to an end, I was so depressed. My parents sort of sabotaged it for me. The other kids’ parents wanted us to start gigging, but my parents said age 15 was too young. Hey-ho.
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Best time of my life was when I was 7 years old. Was always outside with friends. Typically barefoot as well. The days I do venture outside into the backyard or just for our dog to do his business, I’d go barefoot, but I’m extremely allergic to that stuff they spray on lawns to kill weeds. It absorbs right thru my feet or else if it’s a windy day, I can breathe it in from down the block.
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Summer vacation when I was 16. Me and a friend down the street hung out together every day the whole summer. A typical day was I would get up at around 9:00 am and shower and eat breakfast, throw on a pair of cutoffs, grab a Frisbee and walk barefoot and shirtless to my friends house. We then would work out with weights and afterwards smoke a joint and then we would leave his house.
We would either go to the park and play Frisbee and sit with the regular stoners who were usually there or walk to the huge gated community where we knew some people and go in the clubhouse and shoot pool even though we weren’t allowed there without a member accompanying us. We would go out back and smoke more pot and talk to anyone we knew. The routine varied, we walked all over scoring marijuana (I’m not promoting smoking pot, but we were 16 and had no responsibilities and that’s what we did).
We just got around and went swimming in my friends pool or at the gated community. We had our parents drive us up to Oakland to see Led Zeppelin in concert once. We met different people and got drunk on beer. It was just our last care-free period. There was no stress, we were still kids kind of and we didn’t have to work and we had no responsibilities.
We just took off every morning to see what would happen and what was going on around our neighborhood and waked around our neighborhood working on our tans. No day was exactly the same. We hung around other people and friends but it was just us two most of the day. Me and my friend got really close that summer, it was one of my best summer vacations.
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When I was close to my uni friend and we chatted in the night and had heart to hearts whilst drunk and went out at night and stuff like that. That was some good old days
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