On the moon, apparently. With shitty eyesight and horrible tan lines. Picture is from within a week of exactly five years ago.
February 2006. Recently married and in charge of a bunch of kids in the desert. Looking back at my what my life consisted of at that time is embarrassing and scary. I was horribly naive. I had all these dreams that involved a person I barely knew and had zero idea what I was going to do with myself once I "broke free" of the "horrible chains" of military service. Turns out the woman was crap and I should have put more effort into the job (never put a partner above employment opportunities, people). I don't have any worthwhile regrets as far as the major life events that got me to where I am today as a retard with a free college degree and a rock star couch. Life got pretty bad five years ago. Life is [hesitate] better now. I'm still working through the whole get-a-real-job thing and trying to find room in my chest cavity for another woman after the last girlfriend kicked me the curb. I suppose the next two years will be decisive in the employment / relationship categories for me as I either continue my serial monogamy or decide to "settle down" with someone. It is a little daunting to think about. Go back 15 years and we'll talk wish-I-had-a-time-machine regrets. 5 years? I can live with 5 years.
Being older is better.