Yesterday

Really......All this happened just yesterday.. I was away for the weekend horseback riding outside, riding inside, having a wonderful time doing cocaine ,qualudes, alcohol, dancing, eating, and laughing while not having a care in the world. And yes, I even was running my own business during all of this.  In fact, I thought those fun filled days would never ever end.  My girls (children) were growing up and I tried dating girls that were a few years older than my kids.  It was an unbelievable period for a straight, single guy living in the City with enough money to go out as well as have a nice supply of drugs.  This was the 70's in NY with Studio 54 in it's heyday,  Plato's retreat going strong, Disco was the new king in NY and anything and everything happened there.
     I only mention this because I was looking at some pictures of me the other day with one of the many love of my life girls I was dating or living with then.  This one pictured was Debbie, and to this day I don't think I ever met anyone who was so much fun, did so much blow, and was a good part of my life for several years living with me in my little one bedroom apartment on 38th street.
The places we went nightly was insane, with us getting maybe 4 hours sleep on a good day. So here comes the point....... Debbie (can use her name because I have no idea where she is now ) was a few years older then my daughter M. (Barely)  
     All these ridiculous pictures I was looking at brought back so many memories like it was yesterday.  I am also sure that I am not unique and most people do the same thing.  But here comes the pathetic part.............I look in the mirror and no longer see that person of yesteryear.  I see an aging , bald headed, heavier person who no longer even resembles that young, good looking kid in the picture. ( I can lie, it's my blog).  I don't see young gorgeous looking women holding on to me. I don't see the Armani or Versace designer clothing on my back.  I see people I know dying all the time, my friends all getting older, my oldest daughter who I used to watch and cherish the growing up process is now involved with her own daughter watching  and cherish her growing up.
    It was just yesterday that I was in a club in NY called Aria (probably spelled differently) and picked up a cute looking girl.  I was getting ready to leave the club with her , when she told me she had to tell her girl friend that she was leaving.  Well, she found her friend who turned out to me my daughter M.  How friggen embarrassing not to mention that part that I certainly did not get laid that night........Although it certainly has made for a wonderful urban legend story for M and me that we have told for 20 some odd years......And yes, I was never allowed back to Aria after that  night per my daughters rules.
    So the question I am really asking is, " How can yesterday be more than 30 years " ???????? It has to be impossible. Yesterday should really be yesterday, but it isn't.
     And as a point of reference.........Limelight......another popular disco of that period that was located in an old church has reopened today as an indoor shopping mall with high end shops.  Only in NY....

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