Escape

I had serious thoughts of running away yesterday. The occasion of my birthday on Monday reminded me that my time for doing so is dwindling. I could be hobo if I knew how. It's kind of late to start learning how to hop freight trains so I would stick to travel on my bicycle. Would I be able to make money as a busker to help pay my way? I just want to keep pedaling in any direction until I run out of pavement or hard packed dirt.

Thoughts on the 16th anniversary of September 11, 2001

Lucy texted me today with the question, how do I feel on the anniversary of the 9/11 attacks and I responded with "it's just another day". On the occasion of every anniversary I used to keep in touch with a woman I met that day but that tradition didn't last long and ended about 3 years ago. And there was a long period after the attacks when the unique view that I had of the 2nd plane hitting the 2nd tower would play in my vividly in my mind. I now longer think everyday of that plane coming up over the Battery. I resented the way these attacks were exploited to drum up the patriotic fervor that got us into an unnecessary war. It all seems so long ago now.