In
the wee morning hours, with
Stardust blasting out "
Music Sounds Better With You", and the
neighbor kids
hanging out in
the lighted doorway down the street, a
Pepsi near at hand, and
the love of your life on
her way to
your house, bringing with her
food and beer. It's at this point,
you realize, "
Good god,
2:06 ain't such
a bad time to be alive."
Then for the rest of us, we have the consolation, that someday, all that nice stuff might happen.