Deachman: On being '19, our year of living dangerously

What do you see in those old photos of yourself, the ones from early university or your first job? Maybe you’re wearing plaid bell-bottoms, high-top runners with three-inch-thick platform soles and a white top hat, wasted on tequila body shots in the backyard pool of nobody you know, convinced that Dave Matthews’ lyrics really mean something.
“What was I thinking?” you repeatedly ask yourself now, but there’s no answer because it’s quite possible that you&rsqu