[martini]

Dieser Text hier. Ich weiß nicht, eigentlich ist er ja nicht sooo traurig, aber naja, es war wahrscheinlich auch der Moment, die Stimmung ect.:

If

I had my life to live over, I’d try to make more mistakes next time.

I would relax.

I would be sillier than I have been this trip.

I know of very few things I would have taken seriously.

I would take more chances.

I would take more trips.

I would climb more mountains, swim more rivers and watch more sunsets.

I would eat more ice creams and less beans.

I would have more actual troubles than imaginary ones.

You see, I am one of those people who live prohylactically and sanely and sensibly,

Hour after hour, day after day.

Oh, I have had my moments and, if I had to do it over again, I’d have more of them.

In fact, I’d try to do nothing else. Just moments, one after another.

If I had my life to live over,

I would start bare-footed earlier in the spring and stay that way later in the fall.

I would play hooky more.

I would ride on more merry-go-rounds.

I’d pick more daisies.