I Almost Kept On Driving

I got in the car to head home after time at the coffee shop last evening. The radio was set to one of those classic rock stations that do a special weekly show picking a particular year then giving us the news and music of that year. I knew what year it was because they told us this morning that they were going way back in time for this one, over 40 years. I cringed when they said 1966, the year of my graduation from high school.

Anyway as I was driving the 1.4 miles home the music was blaring from out of that way back time. All of a sudden I realized I just wanted to keep on driving. Cruising the strip. Letting the music blare from my open windows. Just like it used to be.

Then I realized

1. that the music sounded far better than in did in 1966- we didn't have FM radio playing those songs at that time. All we had was scratchy, static prone AM; and
2. I ain't 18 anymore.