Born to Run

I'm in Jersey. It makes sense to me to have my mind wander the way it does today.

It's become apparent to me now that all my life I've taken Bruce Springsteen's "Born to Run" quite literally and have tried to get out of Kansas for about 40 years.

"Oh baby this town rips the bones from your back, it's a death trap, it's a suicide rap. We gotta get out while we're young, 'cause tramps like us, baby we were born to run." "..let me in, I wanna be your friend. I wanna guard your dreams and visions... together we could break this trap. We'll run 'til we drop, baby we'll never go back. Oh, will you walk with me out on the wire? 'cause baby I'm just a scared and lonely rider, but I gotta know how it feels. I wanna know if love is wild babe I wanna know if love is real."

I'm almost sure to write more here today. It's a Saturday in New Jersey after all.