Going to California

You ever hear a song that puts you where you want to be?
Right now I'm somewhere else, I'm "Going to California"

A song from the college days of life, no worries, no stresses, no mortgage, no fret of what happens when I send my kid to daycare. Even the tests (I'm sure my parents could attest for) were no worries. Bobby McFarren said it well, Don't worry, be happy. Yet... there's worries. Theres stress of life. Theres people who get hurt. Theres crap you can't deal with. (Yes, i said crap. Take it good that i didn't say what i wanted to say).

Where are we? And why? What is our purpose. Forget this Bill Warren purpose... what is your purpose? Do you know. Do you feel as if you are fulfilling that calling?
[had enough yet]

There's something about music that connects you with those you love. Friends of long ago who can never be removed from your life. For some reason, for those few moments of interaction and intertwining, you become brothers. Nothing can seperate your devotion and dedication. And all it takes is a song to make things disappear.

Sit out on the porch, smell the cool breeze of the moon, and say nothing. But know, your friend is near.