Diary 💗 Car CDs: Eagles (1972)

A mother-daughter favorite, personality quizzes, and a peyote trip in the desert

I smell pine needles and dirt

My mom and I are driving home *windows-rolled-down* through the mountains of Colorado — in a small town called Evergreen, to be exact. I’m five years old and I decide I’m a fan of the Eagles.

We’re listening to their debut self-titled album and my mom and I are both singing along. I like them because my mom likes them — but …