My first time at the Cliffs of Moher? I don’t remember much. I was little. Ronaldhino still played for Barcelona. The economic crisis didn’t even take place yet. My hair was short. Muscles? What muscles? I rarely ever had contact with females. I barely even knew English. Life was different. My Father was young. My Mother was young. I mean they still young, just not as young. There was no such thing as stress. Matter of fact there was no such thing as sweat, not under my armpits anyway. No worries about being judged. No worries about having enough money. My first time at the cliffs? It was great. I don’t remember it, but my life rocked. Not that being an adult is terrible. It just creates requires a certain amount of commitment.
My dreams of being a soccer player were still there. Or rather they were only starting to appear. I just didn’t take action.
But when you can’t remember, pictures do that for you. And let’s just say, they didn’t change much since. It’s a reminder that some things stay the same. That we can’t control everything. Looking back, we also see what does change. Our age. We get older. The Earth keeps moving, and it will keep moving, long after we are gone. It will be intact. We? We get older. Take action.
The styles of society changed. Friendships changed. Cameras changed. Expectations changed. But yet, some things are still the same. “Where Is the Love?” Check that song out. It came out in 2003.
I’ve gone to the Cliffs of Moher in 2006. I came back in 2016. Cliffs stayed the same. My life? Changed. Completely.
I’ve changed countries of residence. That’s for one. This thing called the internet? I went from trying to work that little stick with 3G internet to writing for companies. Me? Writing? From wanting to be a Football player? Before writing, I also went through programming and designing. And yes, even making music.
I’ve witnessed the recession and how bad it is to have little money. I probably got slightly better looking. I hope. But I’m sure Gary Vaynerchuk wouldn’t have said “Nice face” to me if I didn’t. Oh, my haircut changed.
My first time at the Cliffs of Moher? I don’t remember much of it. I do know how much has changed. This trip was a reminder that things tend to change so much in such a short space of time, but yet, some things stay the same, and we worry about certain things that we cannot change. I’ll be back there in 10 years. Perhaps I’ll have a child. Perhaps everyone will know about me. I could also be dead. Regardless, the world will stay the same. My life will be completely different. Remember that. What you are going through right now, it won’t always be like this.