If the phone doesn't ring...

"Lots of new friends,
but the same old answers.
Open your eyes,
you might see.
If our lives were that simple,
we'd live in the past.
If the phone doesn't ring,

it's me."

That Jimmy Buffet song was playing on my way home tonight. I couldn't help but think back over the last year, or three, or 30. It's funny how a song about one thing can trigger a memory of something different - yet the same, somehow.

Funny how the past, recent or otherwise, somehow pops up just when we least expect it to. Or worse, just when we think we got it all figured out...

"If it takes all the future,
we'll live through the past.
If the phone doesn't ring,
it's me. It's me. It's me."