Come On Eileen and living

If someone was to really ask me what it means to live this is the answer I would give them.

I’m young I only just turned 18 I’m kind of dumb and loopy and in all honesty I don’t know.

It wasn’t long ago that not knowing would have freaked me out or scared me , but not anymore…I have reached the conclusion that none of us really know what we are doing, we’re sort of stumbling through it and trying not to hit a pot hole that will make us fall face first like a goof.

That somehow we will wind up okay, that sitting in my room jamming to “Come On Eileen” by Dexys Midnight Runners proves that everything will be ok.

So reader grab yourself a beer, turn up the jim jams and rock out…because things are going to turn out pretty freaking awesome for the both of us.

Cheers *clinks glass of beer.”

…and good luck to you, hope we both figure it out one day.

Song below. (Come On Eileen)

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