This travellin’s not all it’s cracked up to beMiles of highway staring back at meEvery town feels like the last one we passedAnother night that fades too fast When I think of all the country I’ve seenAll the twists and turns of every roadI know this wandering heart of mineIs about ready to unload How …
My life has become something I can't begin to recognize. Sharp stabbing pains strike without warning. I spent the last week training people with my painted on smile and pretend levity. What is most sad is how much my teaching and facilitating skills are admired. Maybe instead of adrenaline, I am running on pure charisma. …
Dixie's Road Trip 