Ah, the glory days. Just kidding. I don't miss a thing. Well, that's not altogether true. I miss all the loved ones who have gone and I miss all the sweet pets who gave me so much. I don't miss any things, though. I don't look back and wish I had kept this guitar or that car. I don't pine for the good old days when music was good and the air was clear and the pants were pulled up. This life is so special and so precious and I'm just trying to pay attention here. Love; that's the deal.