Okay, so I know we all want to declare how young we are at heart. But which of us is brave enough to admit just how young we are in mind. No one here can identify me so I'm okay telling you all that I haven't changed a bit. My son and daughter are accomplished professionals with credentials and children. I can hold a conversation with them and their peers but when I come home, my living room floor has CDs piled up all over the floor, amps all over the place, a Teeter ready to rock, and various speakers in different states of repair. I simply have not grown up, it seems. I have an established business with great reviews but I have this sense of defiance in regards to 'shaping up'. All of my peers have left me in the dust. I would be embarrassed to bring them in my house. Yet I have this feeling I've saved myself from something. Weird. It's a Beatles tune, no?