On my way home tonight, a favourite song of mine was playing on the radio. I was singing and 'dancing' along to it when it hit me. I used to go out. I used to go out with friends. I used to go out with friends and DANCE. It would be such fun. Drooling over the guys we thought were hot. Fending off the old creeps and the foreigners that arrived in the country just that afternoon. It was good times. Now the closest I get to those times is when a song comes on the radio and I say to the Kid, "I used to party with K at the clubs to that song." We laugh. Then I sigh with angst and regret. Getting old sucks.
So for old times sake, I'd like to spin a few for my homies.