I used to write songs about being seventeen like I was filing a report. Here's what happened, here's how it felt, the end. The past just sat there, sealed off. No pulse.

Then I tried something that cracked it open: I let my younger self watch my life right now. Not remember. Not narrate. Watch. Like a ghost standing in the corner of my kitchen, seeing everything I've become and haven't become.

The tension between what they expected and what actually happened; that's where the song lives. Let's go find it.