YT6

The speaker describes three different memorable days in their life. The first day was spent with their current girlfriend, where they had fun on a boat, played with a puppy, and had deep conversations. The second day was in college, where the speaker missed an opportunity to be with someone they were attracted to. The third day was a family vacation to Disney World, where everything was perfect and their family was happy. The speaker reflects on how things have changed since those days and expresses a desire to relive them. Spent a day down at my folks' vacation house on the river with my current girlfriend, who I had been dating for a few months. We spent all day out on the boat getting tan and drinking cheap beer, making out and taking pictures together. We parked the boat at a beach and played with somebody's puppy, looked for shark's teeth. On the way back, we stopped at a tavern on the water for burgers, came home and took a bath together in the jacuzzi by candlelight. After that, we continued drinking, sat out on the dock smoking cigarettes and staring at a million stars. We talked about religion and the universe. I told her I loved her and we had some outstanding passionate sex. I told her it was one of the best days of my life, but I don't think she believed me. There are a bunch of days where I made horrible mistakes or missed huge opportunities, but I think I'd just like to spend that day with her again. There was a girl, Lindsay, that I went to high school with. Never knew her, but I knew of her at the time. The most stunning thing? Walking on two legs with beauty that hit you like a truck. Spoke Italian, Japanese, truly something else. I thought she was completely out of my league and although I am good looking myself, I just felt she was levels towering above me. Never spoke to her in high school, but after I graduated, she was in my English class in college. I was so smitten around her, I couldn't even think straight. One day, my truck ended up breaking down and I had to ride a bike to school and it was a long way. She offered a ride, but I had planned to work out after class like I always did. And as stupid as I was, I said, well, I have a bike and I am going to work out after class. And that was it. She said, OK. It didn't hit me at first, but the subsequent days it started to sting. And after months thinking about her, it became surreal. I am so awkward with girls and she was the only one that really gave me a chance. Even after all these years, I can feel this weight in my chest thinking of her. Regret. I have felt regret before and I do regret my decision, but I know for fact that she is the weight. If there was one day that I would relive, it would be that one. And I'd take that fucking car ride. Summer 2009. Purely because it was a time in my life where I didn't have to deal with depression, social anxiety, and things just were complete. I had a girlfriend, a small group of friends who were really close and a best friend. We just met up for the sake of it and drove to secluded places just so we could feel detached from the outside world and have fun. We've all gone our own ways now, but I often just think back then as I just felt content with life. It's crazy how something stupid like depression can change you as a person. I have too many days I would love to live over again. But if I had to choose, it would be one day in particular during a family vacation to Disney World. I was 10. My sister was 6. And it was one of the last days I can remember everything within my family being perfect. My parents got along most days. But one day in particular, my parents acted like they loved each other. We had a blast at Magic Kingdom, eating breakfast with the characters, seeing the shows, and riding rides. We had a great dinner at the resort and an even better night at the hotel water park and the evening fireworks. Twenty years later, I can still remember that day and how much we resembled the supposed perfect family. Things declined over the years. My relationship with my sister went south and has only recently gotten better. My parents divorced two years ago, and my dad has all but started a new life elsewhere, and things have been weird. My mom is coping with living alone in a big house, and my life may take me far away. That day, though, is how I want to remember my family.