Halfway There, Whoa, Living On a Prayer

Xmastime on the last Inauguration Day before today:

Good, bad, or ugly, 8 years is a long time. 2001 seems like a different world. There's people I'm incredibly close to now that I didn't know existed 8 years ago. And vice versa. I was only 28 years old. Things matter now that didn't matter then, and vice versa. 8 years is almost a quarter of my life thus far. The only thing I know for sure is 8 years from now I'll be even more depressed, thinking jesus christ...that went fast.