like stepping back into a room you haven't been in since college and for a second it fits, like the coat you haven't worn in years sliding on just right, but then you turn your head and catch sight of yourself in the mirror, the lines around your eyes deeper than you remember, the way your neck betrays you now, and the song ends and you're back in the present, older, wiser, maybe a little sadder but goddamn it, still here still trying to sing along even when the words are a little harder to read you know? god it's the small print on EVERYTHING now and i can't remember the last time i didn't wake up with some new ache, like my body's running a goddamn ticker tape parade of decay.