September when it comes….

You have to ask yourself if you are getting up too early if every morning you hear the repeat of the first 2 hours of Morning Edition while you are driving to work. 

It’s September 1st and I am driving across the bridge on my way to my job. It’s raining and cold and grey. Seems appropriate. 

Also appropriate is the fact that I am listening to one of my favorite albums ever, Rules Of Travel by Rosanne Cash instead of listening to Morning Edition again. September When It Comes, the duet with her dad foreshadowing his death makes me feel sad and old. But the songs before and after are my favorites. 

Every song seems to be about time moving by too fast. 

This has been a theme of late. Facebook has ensured I am seeing old friends on a regular basis. It’s so weird to spend time with someone you used to see every day and now 15 or 20 years later we are grey, wrinkled, and fat (well, at least me). All we talk about is getting old while we pound hard alcohol. 

“Did you want to kill yourself when you turned 40?” 

“No, that one was OK but 45 nailed me.” 

“I think I will be able to handle 50 because I make a lot of money now.” 

“Remember when we were 25 and we thought it was so cool to listen to The Cure and drink vodka with our legs hanging out of the window?”

“We are drinking vodka right now and if we drink any more our legs will be hanging out the window.”

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You may recall that a couple years ago I was on this Grey Clove Head kick. That was more focused on where I was working and my hatred of all the ancient Republican fuckwits that worked there. I am not in that place now, but my hair is. The sides of my giant head are grey. The transition from yellow to grey took exactly 14 minutes 4 months ago.

There are times in my life where it seems like it is always 5:00 in the morning and I am in the shower, shaving. Yes, yes, I have Morning Edition turned up loud in the bathroom so that I won’t miss anything. How can 24 hours turn around so fast that I am always shaving?

Everything is moving too fast! 

Gotta go shave now.

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