"To be on your own with no direction home? Like a complete unknown. Like a Rolling Stone."
Probably kind of how I feel at this moment I suppose. Odd weekend this one, and for the most part, not in a good way. I'd write more but I don't really want to put my thoughts into words. I'd prefer to just not have the thoughts in the first place. Too many reminders this weekend. Too many questions. Too many answers to hand out. With all due respect to Bob Dylan, Alejandro Escovedo correctly comes up with the appropriate lyrics...
"And the sadness will come, when there is no one."
It's as simple as that. Oh well. What else is new?
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