"hindsight is 20/20"... and other stupid cliches...

For anyone who has lived in San Antonio, there is a great grocery store chain by the name of HEB. Talk about a food experience. There's a magnificent wine/liquor selection, all kinds of fresh prepared dishes, and it's all clean and shiny, very much unlike New Jersey. I lived in San Antonio for about 5 months in 2003, and visiting this utopia was one of my favorite after-class activities. That and going to Starbucks at 8 am on Sundays in my pajamas.
Life was very simple. Press my uniform, show up to formation on time, study while half asleep, and drink as much as I impossibly could hold down.
This was all pre-awesomest boyfriend and super-dog, but damn it was easy. I wish I had savored it a little more, took a few more pictures. I don't want to be "there" again- in the mindset , that is. It was definitely a transition time for me emotionally. It was a memorable experience for sure. I'd have my first gin-tonic on my 26th birthday on the Riverwalk, float down the Guadalupe River in a drunken fog, witness a man fall two stories and mostly walk away(?). I wouldn't trade that shit for anything.

good times...