+ two pathways crossed
and our story began
i know now
that all the roads
led me to you
+ a thousand miles
a hundred roads
a few years
two cities
one everlasting love
+ two pathways crossed
and our story began
i know now
that all the roads
led me to you
+ a thousand miles
a hundred roads
a few years
two cities
one everlasting love
+ big fish
+ resist the temptation (of becoming just another fad)
+ “I woke up as the sun was reddening; and that was the one distinct time in my life, the strangest moment of all, that I didn’t know who I was…I was far away from home haunted and tired with travel, in a cheap hotel room I’d never seen, hearing the hiss of steam outside, and the creak of the old wood of the hotel, and footsteps upstairs and all the sad sounds, and I looked at the cracked high ceiling and really didn’t know who I was for about fifteen strange seconds. I wasn’t scared, I was just somebody else, some stranger, and my whole life was a haunted life, the life of a ghost…I was halfway across America, at the dividing line between the East of my youth and the West of my future, and maybe that’s why it happened right there and then that strange red afternoon.”
+ Happy Birthday to Jack Kerouac, 90 years
+ my favorite passage from “On the Road”…one that I’m reminded of everyday
+ two blocks on main street
+ 17 more days and then i get to spend a night with “the boss”
+ lines of text to follow the road
+ new body of work - a renewed inspiration
+ the american dream is over
+ we only have what we remember
a song spoken
we’re all born to broken people on their most honest day of living
(listener)