The Ghost Of Your Past

Imagine as you grow up and become older that there’s something from your youth that is easily seen and how… interesting situations could happen because of it.

For instance. My fairly new driver’s license has the same picture the one before it did that was taken when I was about 17. My hair was long enough to be unruly but short enough to stand on end. The remnants of a mohawk that was having the surrounding area grown out is still visible and my killer’s gaze and slight smile are kind of disturbing.

You wouldn’t think that people would be interested in your driver’s license as it peeks out of your wallet on your desk, but people ARE.

And man, they have some interesting comments.

I don’t worry about it too much but I think that maybe later on down the road, when I’m 35 (a mere ten years from now) and my kids are wanting to see it, I wonder what they’ll think. When I saw my dad’s picture in his high school yearbook with his period-correct haircut and interesting clothes, I couldn’t help but laugh.

I KNOW they’ll laugh at my Junior haircut (blue hair in 8” liberty spikes). It’s not flattering but you know what? It was me at the time and I was having fun. I’m sure I learned all sorts of stuff from my teenage years that made me who I am and hopefully who I am isn’t so bad.

But I’m REALLY glad THAT isn’t my driver’s license picture.