My Deep Thoughts lately have been focused on the events that led up to my horrible vacation and what I could have done to change things. As a disciple of Doc Brown and a huge fan of Back to the Future, my obvious urge has been to borrow the DeLorean and head back in time to the exact moment when it all fell apart.
That would be the Fourth of July weekend where I would avoid the stupid fight that somehow became the straw that broke this relationship’s back.
By altering history, I would have ensured that that she got on the plane three weeks ago, and I’d be happily planning a winter wedding.
But Doc hasn’t stopped by The House on the Hill lately, so I haven’t been able to borrow his wheels. Alas, I’m stuck with life as it unfolded, and the space/time continuum will remain as is for the time being.
Even though I can’t time travel at the moment and make life the way I’d prefer it to be, I can open the Think Tank and invite you to join me for a Back to the Future themed evening. Doesn’t that sound like a great way to spend a Friday night?
This week’s topic: What’s your life’s Enchantment Under the Sea Dance? What moment, if you went back and altered it, would cause your life to unravel and make everything slowly fade from the photograph that you keep tucked away in your wallet?
This is a fun one, Modern Philosophers, so feel free to be creative. Remember, I’m talking about a moment that would change your life as you know it, not the moment that would keep you from ever being born.
I’ve given this one lots of Deep Thought over the years. I’m a big believer that there is a moment in every life when an unfocused existence suddenly finds the path that guides it towards its destiny, and all that was meant to happen now unfolds as the Fates intended.
What do you think about that idea, Modern Philosophers?
For me, this magic moment, my personal Enchantment Under the Sea Dance, occurred during Thanksgiving break of my sophomore year at NYU. I stayed at the dorm to attended my high school’s reunion (we got together every year over Thanksgiving break) and there were several other students who had remained at school instead of going home for the holiday.
One of those who didn’t go home for Turkey Day was the freshman who was seeing one of my best friends from high school. My buddy had been at the reunion, too, but on this particular night, he was not down in the TV room watching Halloween.
In fact, the only two people who were awake in the middle of the night watching one of my all time favorite flicks were my pal’s girlfriend and me.
When the movie ended, and its chilling theme blasted out of the TV, we kissed for the first time. From that point on, she was no longer my best friend’s girlfriend. Fate had put me on a path that this pretty blonde haired freshman and I would walk together for the next sixteen years.
I was a lost soul, wandering the world all alone until that moment. I’d never had a serious girlfriend, I wasn’t really fitting in well at NYU, and I was still so awkward and shy. Entering into this relationship drew me out of my shell, introduced me to a family that would bring some much needed stability to my life, and forced me to grow up very quickly.
We went to Maine on our honeymoon, which planted the seed for the move that eventually brought me to The House on the Hill. We moved to California, where my screenwriting career finally took off. My divorce forced me to become independent again and made me realize I was stronger and more self-sufficient than I’d realized.
The only reason I’m handling this current heartbreak fairly well is because I survived the end of the relationship that began that night with a kiss in the dark as Michael Myers watched us from behind his creepy mask.
If I borrowed the DeLorean to time travel back to that night and avoid that first kiss, I can guarantee you that my life would be nothing like it is right now.
So what’s your life’s Enchantment Under the Sea Dance?
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