If I'm free I'll never pass up a late night coffee session with Mike.
It gives me a hug of comfort of when things were simpler in high school.
Before we talked of job interviews and salaries
And pretty girls with blue jean eyes in Georgia and Canada who don't pay much attention to you.
But when we talked about Madden and shows
And pretty girls who lived only 10 minutes away
For those 45 minutes when I'm sipping on that muddy, 4 AM Waffle House coffee.
I'm 16 again.
And I'm at home.