I heard this song in a store tonight. It brought up a million thoughts.
The summer road trip. Good and bad.
River. Ducks? Perhaps not.
Letting the days go by...
Lights over the city.
Same as it ever was, same as it ever was.
Poems and ancient books.
The saddest song ever by Lykke Li.
All the parts I never blogged about, the parts still resolving in my heart. Or clanging and clashing. Some things never resolve after all.
Regardless, I am glad for every part of the trip, the good, bad, funny, silly, scary, sad, precious...all of it. It is all a treasure to me now.
Except for maybe that fleabag hotel where I kept my Glock loaded beside me on the nightstand...
Good night all. :)