I don't long for lost youth. There isn't much of anything I regret. Besides quibbling over every past decision is a waste of time.
But what I do long for are places in time that are important. Being an aspiring child performer in New York during the 70's and early 80's had a huge impact on me as a person. There was a purity in performance art then that has disappeared now. Where did it go?
That New York is also gone now and I miss it. It was home along with all it's problems as well. But if I could go visit just for a few minutes, I would. This film of the ABT school brings back a lot of memories about that place in time.