Who am I...seriously though....????

okay here is the thing...you have these moments...i am driving my car, listening to music, classic rock, passing familiar landmarks, singing out loud, really loud, windows down, wind blowing...happy as a clam...and boom it hits me like a frozen turkey i'm not 18 only... i am closer to 48...that is a holy shit moment...i could have sworn i was still 18...it seemed like just moments ago, the memories are totally vivid, i can recount everything in scary details...the house parties, the quick vacuum clean up, the car rides to no where, trips to foley's, kegs (the drinking age was 18), the greatful dead movie...and now when i wake from my trance i hear, what's for dinner, do i have to go to the tutor, did you wash my baseball jersey, i forgot my computer at school????? and all i am thinking is, i'm still cool...but i dare not so that out loud or for certain i would be greeted with hysterical and spastic laughter followed by a laundry list of how NOT cool i am...so instead i say, food, yes, yes and to bad...ooooyyyy, i am become my mother...I'd like to be 18 again but with the wisdom and confidence i have now...I was good at 18, but better now, at least when i am not yelling patented tag lines like 'stop fouling around back there or you are going to make us crash' or  'when we get home you are going straight to your room' or the worst...'if you don't stop that i am going to pull this car over right now' ....really like pulling the car over is going to accomplish what, really...but it just flows out of my mouth like candy...and than again i think wow...who am i and how did i get here....well i followed the directions...straight at college, right at the alter, left at the baby ward, paralleled parked into suburbia and boom into cruse control...it was that easy!!