Once I figured out that broken 7 Up bottles are as beautiful as precious emeralds, I settled in for the rest of the journey. Oh, I'm a rich 'un as Jett would say. I learn a little something about love and loyalty every day from Jamaica. What I don't have can't really be had, I suppose.
We all know that it's a waste of time and energy to fret about the past. The future, too. Combine them into the "what ifs" and you're really on thin ice.
Could I have done everything differently? Well, only if I were someone else.
Could I have been kinder and more patient? Yeah, you bet.
Money? It's like religion. It's just a tool to keep us playing. Love? Now, there sir, is the real currency.
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