This is my first non-cancer related post. I must remember that cancer is not my whole life, it's only part of it. While I happen to be a cancer survivor, I need to pick my life up where I left off prior to this journey. One of my favorite things to do is attend car shows. There's something amazing about classic cars, there's a history to them. I feel like I escape from present day to a simpler era, where technology did not run the world and humans where forced to make contact.
I still believe I was born in the wrong generation; I hate social media, hate todays fashion, and hate current mainstream music. I love to escape to Edith Piaf music and pretend I am in Paris in the 1940's. Sometimes I even go further back to 1920's jams and let my imagination run wild.
Then I realize maybe I should enjoy the present, because someone in the far future will be sitting there thinking the same thought about this century; wishing they could've been alive in the 2000's. I look around and say to myself, "Nope, today sucks."