Living the Dream.

I heard a modernized version of Our House by Crosby, Stills, Nash, & Young the other day, and, after I finished flinching at the mediocrity of the interpretation, I drifted back to the early nineties, when I was living with my people and dreaming of a beautiful future. We were a fairly sentimental lot, and I recall many of us who felt that the life that was being had in this song was the one to be had. Simple, peaceful, loving, comfortable... all of these were ideals to aspire to.

And you know what? When I look at those friends now, those who I still keep in contact with, I realize that so many of us achieved it. Most, actually. Life is good. Just like we envisioned.