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The thing that makes me feel oldest is music. Listening to groups I loved in high school and noone having any idea who they are or asking "how old is this CD/tape?". Or listening to the music today and thinking how my father must have compared his 60's music to my 80's. (Of course in the 80's we respected the 60's almost as much as the 80's music.) Today, kids have no idea who the Byrds were, or who Mr. Mister was.
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I just love people who use the excuse "I use/do this because I LOVE the feeling/joy/happiness it brings me" and expect you to be ok with that as you watch them destroy their life blindly following. My response is, "I like to put forks in an eletrical socket, just LOVE that feeling, can't ever get enough of it, so will you let me put this copper fork in that electric socket?"
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