Bringing back old memories

It's weird when some experience bring back old memories...

My childhood friend Anthony
setting up to play pool

This past weekend, I got in touch with a high school friend and went to go shoot pool with him after work,

As we shot pool for about 3 hours, it brought back memories from when I really started liking to pay pool.

I remember at Mount Mercy, University, when my roommates and teammates would go rent out to pool materials at the university and we would take turns shooting pool and hanging out. This would last about 2 or 3 hours right after we had practice and ate dinner.

One thing that stuck in my mind was one of teammates teaching me the techniques of how to play pool because I would miss he easiest shot that my grandmother could make in her sleep. Even after that, until this day, I struggle to make those shots.

Then, that brought me back to when I would go bowling once a month with all my floor mates to the local bowling alley in Cedar Rapids during my first year at Mount Mercy. We would make bets on which pair would have the highest score (Of course, my roommates and I did). And whoever lost would buy the next round of drinks.

Those days, even when we had homework and project due the next day, we were careless and free with life being simple but complicated at the same time. But we made effort to hang out with one another because who knew when we were going to see each other next.

Don't take granted from those moments that you can be with your friends and/or your family, because it might all just become a memory...


Jun

#BuyExperiencesNotThings

"Happiness is in the content of moment-to-moment experiences. Nothing material is intrinsically valuable, except in whatever promise of happiness it carries."

Mount Mercy University reunion at my roommates
house in West Covina, California.

This past 4th of July weekend, couple of my friends that went to school with at Mount Mercy came down to visit California. There's no better feeling than getting together with those who are almost like family and spending time with them.

One thing that stood out during the weekend, personally, was how much I lacked my own experience of Southern California.

Sure, I been to most of the landmarks like Hollywood, Santa Monica, Venice Beach, Downtown Los Angeles, etc. But when one of my friends was spending a few nights at my place and had to show around Southern California, I panicked. 

Then one of the days, we met up with a friend that lives in California and went to Mount Mercy (also played with me at El Camino) to have dinner. After dinner, he mentioned that the one place we should stop Handel's Ice Cream before our friend, Sarah, went back home to Iowa. Then she pointed at me saying, "He's the worst tour guide."

That night, I thought about how I wasn't the best tour guide for people visiting. Even after living 25 years in the Los Angeles county, I haven't seen or been to majority of the places myself.

It's time to change that. Not just California, but to see the world.

Jun