I can't believe it. For years I've been listening to my mum tell me how she wished she could turn back time and I know the things she wish she could do, like the back of my hand. And I tell myself I'll never be like her. Never regret like her. And today. It was too late. I couldn't stop it. It came out even before I had the chance to take it back. I said the very words I hate to hear. I said,
I wish I were younger.
And then suddenly I felt so old. Me, a 26 year old sitting next to a 40 year old who never said anything about wanting to be younger. I remember reading a quote once..can't remember who said it. It kinda goes something like " a man grows old the day his dreams become regrets." Well.. I don't know about that yet. I sure as hell am starting to feel it.
Anyway, my mum got admitted to GH today. Something about blood clots in her lungs. They're running some test on her so they need her in there for observation. I know somewhere deep down inside me just wants her to be ok. Then on the other hand, if she decides to join my dad, then thats my ticket to freedom.
I've decided that if that happens. I'm going to take a long road trip somewhere. Anywhere. Alone.