Hearing Things

The song that Jimmy Buffett wrote with the full knowledge I was about to be born-- "Changes in Lattitudes, Changes in Attitudes"-- cued up on the radio this morning as I drove into the Graph Paper Paradise today. (One of the cool things about living in Flordia; they actually play Jimmy Buffett on the radio out here.) I was coming in at a very weird time, 10 AM, so it was turnt. I wish I could jump on a plane. So many nights I sit and dream of the mountains I wish I were riding again Oh, yesterdays are over my shoulder So I can't look back for too long There's just too much to see waiting in front of me And I know that I just can't go wrong.

October 6, 2003

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