Nothing is Easy... if I was to tell you I am having a great time all is wonderful . That would not be exactly true. However the uplift of my spirit that seems to happen whether the blues seem to have me squarely down... then boom! More magic moments. Of course how can anyone be down surrounded by friends and family with such beauty surrounding me. I ain't down. Always waking up.
So let us deal with this impossible world NYC manifests all around me and I am sadly impressed as just as you thought maybe 20 years ago that why would anyone want to cram another million people in here... anyways. What the heck is sustainable?
Green dreams.
Drove into Manhattan with the 1971 Grateful Dead CD playing. Blasting. That woke me up. Delivering the squash blossoms to Morse's fabulous crew of women at the Farmstand down in Union Square. 'I had to move.. move.. Really had to move! That's why if you please... Tears came down my cheeks for Jerry listening to Wharf Rat. Anyways guess I am an old Dead Head. A lucky young man was I to see them so often around 1971. What happened to the present says I. 'What present?!' said Hunter to me a couple of years ago when I bumped into him. Sadly.
Apparently there are gigs waiting back in Fairfax for me. Sounds good. Probably be back by the 23rd maybe earlier. Likely Amtrak again.
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