Sometimes I miss the past me. My past life. Jumping on my motorcycle. Stepping into the ring. Always on, out and about without a worry about my body. On the other hand, I am grateful for where I am right now… What parts of your past do you remines? When we change – or when others change – or when the world around us changes, we can miss people and experiences. How do you deal with that aspect of life?

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