It's another one of those "Oh Shit, I'm kind of like, an Adult" moments:

Each of us has a time period when we were "in the best shape of my life." And we always get together and talk about it sadly, usually while holding a beer in our hand.




W.W.S.S.?
No I am not easily led
I'll turn my head
when you come at me with a spoon.

W.W.B.C.S.?
"I look at my hands and I don't know what they wrought in the past. Are they the hands of a bad man? I used to be an artist. I don't think I am right now. I don't know if I ever will be again. I am something else. I was a student of personal strife. I ran with the wrong crowd early on. I tortured myself for a song. I thought it was the way."

amazing.