Old Man Take A Look At My Life

“The best part of waking up is Folgers in your cup!” is not the song going through my head when I crawl out of bed. However, I am thinking about the entire pot of dark, dark coffee I am going to drink and the two cigarettes that will chase it and make me feel super duper good for the rest of the day.

The song that does go through my head every morning is that Neil Young song. “Old man take a look at my life I’m a lot like you.” It makes me giggle a little bit as I hobble to the bathroom or to get Rhen a new diaper so he can continue using his own personal built in bathroom. Lately it has been my ankles. I mean what the hell? My ankles are stiff? When I was in college I listened to a lot of Neil Young. My soul was wizened. “I need somebody to love me the whole night through.” I knew shit and I had seen it with my own eyes. Cue Hendrix. Experienced. That was me. Neil Young and I were on the same page.

C. and I’ve talked about the “Old Man” song a little bit and it has come somewhat of a joke in the morning. I’ll even sing it when I get out of bed and we laugh. Neil Young wasn’t talking about being world-weary. He was talking about his aching joints, and a crappy job that made him ache (probably his ankles). Just limping along to the bathroom or getting a diaper for his baby.

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