For some reason I always find myself going back to these old songs and reminiscing. But like Eddy Money says, I want to go back and do it all over, but I can’t go back, I know.
Thank god for YouTube, because I can briefly take a little mind trip to the days of driving around in my 1982 Cutlass Supreme, with the windows down, girlfriend next to me, blasting music that no one, except for myself and girlfriend cared about. Simple. Simple life...no mortgage, kids college, leaking $24,000 dollar roof that I just had replaced, no central AC in the attic that isn’t working right...no doctors checkups where you’re wondering how that blood work is going to come back. No $1,500 dollar dental crowns. No needing $10,000 grand to take your family away on a nice week long vacation.
But regarding “18 and life”. I can relate that to certain people I met/knew/know. People that live on the edge...an edge that you CAN live on, but you won’t be on it for long. You’ll go over. And I personally know two that went over that edge and now are prematurely in the ground (both before they were 22). Both motorcycle related. Both just had that thing burning in them. That certain something that made you always think...this guy is plugged into the wall. He’s got something running through him that is going to make him burn out way too soon. Hey, I guess it could happen to any of us, regardless, but some just seem to be born with that fuse already lit and making it’s way quickly down that piece of fiber.
