I Wouldn't Try To

 Be So Perfect

If I had my life to live over again,

I'd try to make more mistakes next time.

I wouldn't try to be so perfect.

 We all have perfect fetishes.

What difference does it make if you

 let people know you are imperfect!

 They can identify with you then.

Nobody can identify with perfection.

I would relax more.  I'd be sillier

 than I've been on this trip.

In fact, I know very few things

that I would  take so seriously.

I'd be crazier.  I'd be less hygienic.

 I'd take more chances.

I'd climb more mountains.

 I'd watch more sunsets.

I'd go more places I've never seen.

I'd eat more ice cream and fewer beans.

I'd have more actual troubles and fewer imaginary ones.

You see, I was one of those people

who lived sensibly and sanely

hour after hour, day after day.

Oh, I've had my moments,

and if I had it to do all over again,

I'd have more of those moments.

In fact, I'd try to have nothing

but beautiful moments;

moment by moment by moment.

In case you didn't know it,

that's the stuff life is made of

 - only moments.

Don't miss the now.

I've been one of those people

who never went anywhere

 without a thermometer,

a hot water bottle, a gargle,

 a raincoat and a parachute.

If I had to do all over again,

I'd travel lighter next time.

If I had it to do all over again,

I'd start barefoot earlier in the spring

and stay that way until later in the fall.

I'd ride more merry-go-rounds,

I'd watch more sunrises,

and I'd play with more children.

If I had it to do over again...

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