Sunday, August 24, 2025
Time: 8:30 AM
Song: Cough Syrup
Artist: Young the Giant
Mode of Consumption: Listening to Sirius radio on the way to church.
Link to song: https://open.spotify.com/track/1UqhkbzB1kuFwt2iy4h29Q?si=852847dc2ae445ae
It’s a cool morning that feels like fall.
I am thinking about being 43. Sometimes that feels very old, and others it’s not really old at all.
I think about being 23, not so long ago, yet so long ago. Who was I then? Just out of college. Juggling a couple jobs. Dating Jodi. Wondering if I’d find a career. Wondering if I should write more. Probably wondering where’d I’d be when I was 43.
Skip back ten more years and I was 13. A kid. I think that wasn’t so long ago, but still so long ago. Think about all the people were here then, and now are gone forever. It was a different century. The internet was more a rumor than reality. Most phones had a chord. I had no idea what I would be doing when I was 23, and 43 wasn’t even conceivable.
How long will it be until I am 63? Twenty years. So long from now, but not that long from now. Who will be here? Who will gone? Will I be gone? Will I be retired? Able to do anything I want that my aging body allows.
We don’t have any kids. Will anyone remember us once we are both gone? Will our things be sold off or thrown away?
Someone will wonder why I have so many records? Will someone listen to a few of them and think about me?
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