Be Careful With The Reflection In The Mirror

There are places which I have never been or seen in real life. However, there are places, like Memphis, or places even the idea of a rainy night in Baltimore that somehow reconnect me to songs from my young adult life.Music . . .God, where would I be without you? I remember the feelings that used to come over me when I heard a song called Sweet Thing from Van Morrison.I suppose I felt the same way when I heard van Morrison sing Into The Mystic.This was another good one.I remember the way I felt when I heard the introduction to the song.“We were born before the wind.”I swore that you have to be young and in love to understand lyrics like this.I was young once.I was in love too. And maybe I was right about the music. Maybe I was wrong.Maybe the sound of the music and the lyrics alone touched something deep within me—and so, maybe there is such a thing as being a hopeful or hopeless romantic.But either way, I’m not sure I have to say this again.I have never been tough. No. Not even…