October 29, 2019:

That would be my do-over. Back to that fork, where the wrong road was taken.

Beautiful blonde girl in red bowler hat. There'd have been loyalty, warmth, love, sex. Instead there was charm, narcissism, ruthless self-involvement. The disaster which became the model for future disasters.

Male bestie on bikes. I gave up the bicycle for contact lenses, the bestie for the new crowd I incorrectly imagined was appropriate.

In my do-over I will keep the glasses, the bicycle, the male bestie, and the beautiful blonde girl in the red bowler hat.

Why is it I have no photos of them?