and as I start to prepare to go, I get the strangest impression that nobody here wants me to go
I have lived so many places ….seven—just in the last five years —joking the other day, what does Terry say to me—I’m Forest Gump!
I say laughing,
“oh you mean, because instead of running, I hike everywhere I go? Oregon, there she is, Michigan, Catskills, Adirondaks and —yo—there she is again in dumbfuckville!”
But “no,” he says, “you are this free spirit artist who doesn’t talk about it you do it—you live your life with all of your passion … like Forrest —and dharma across the continent, I’m envious of you, as a matter of fact,” he tells me
“Blah blah ….”
at last I start to see —oh, there I am, in the rear-view ….I forgot she was there
No comments:
Post a Comment