Not my childhood or my years in the service or the Vietnam war but after that, it might be a kick to see !
It was a nighmare then and I was younger. I would probably cry until I die. I tried my best and made a mess. That mess (smh) doesn't need to be reviewed by anyone ever.
I have a pretty good, memory, but as good as it is it IS flawed. I wouldn't mind a real reflection, but skipping over the sleeping parts . . . Take too long to get through . . . Maybe just the highlights . . .
Nah. Been there, done that, don't want the t-shirt.
Like everybody else my life has had high points and low which, from time to time, punctuated the mundane. Watching all that mundane again would be about as fascinating as watching the paint dry. Or, worse, watching a game of cricket.
No one would want to enjoy my drug addiction years not even me. Sad
Of course not
It would be soooooooooooooooooo booooring.
I mean I like leeping but I don't want to watch my self leep!
I would not enjoy it one bit. My childhood was truamatizing enough just to experience, but to rewatch it? Ugh, that sounds utterly terrible!