What’s my age again ?

I have not called any city my home, Dad was in the bank and I lived all over the country and yada yada yada.

The greatest city…, that is a difficult one. Since its fiction, I picked D.C.

This song is stuck in my head and hence the title and my interpretation of todays 55 and my life; growing up. The 23 is now 26.

We were all set.
A job,
the small home,
the ring I picked up,
her graduating,
it seemed perfect.

As I answered the phone she said, “ Honey, I got an offer in D.C. and I’m moving, Can I stay at your place for a while?”

I said, “Sorry sweety, can’t cheat, not anymore”

PS: This is just fiction.