I'm reminded of the chorus to a song reading this. A chorus that has spoken to me many times when reflecting on my past.
"In my past,
I'd wish for something different from what's within my grasp.
Now I've grown.
I wouldn't trade my world with anybody that I've known."
Atmosphere - Anybody that I've known
wanders off pretending he can whistle the tune to the song
RE: Memoirs of the Emotionally Incompetent