Miles from Nowhere
10/19/07 06:26 AM | Up Chucks
Friday. End of the work week. A day after big storms. Expecting temperature highs in the 60's, yesterday I noted 79° temps while driving at lunchtime with my wife. Schizophrenic weather, rough days, longest work day behind. Tonight is another outing and bowling extravaganza, league bowling, that is. Our team "Copies Plus" has been doing pretty well the last few weeks, but we are still very early in the season. I went online to find our standings only to find that they are not published anymore, at least not in any place I can find.
Tomorrow is another day off. It will be welcome. This has been one long week. If the weather is nice (and it should be) it could be Moscow Indiana day, and the elusive covered bridge search.
I've been to Brazil, Warsaw, Peru, Lebanon, Edinburgh, Monticello, Cleveland, Delphi, Angola, Atlanta, Mexico, Florida, Yorktown, Charlottsville, Orleans, Salem, Dublin and Cicero without ever leaving Indiana, I've been to Russiaville, but not Moscow, I've been to Petersburg, but there is no Saint Petersburg. I've been through Windfall without profit. Seen no sign of battle or warfare in two Bunker Hills, shivered in Miami, and looked for water but found not port in Portland. I've not been everywhere but I do get around Indiana.
Well, I digress. That is what I do. Maybe tomorrow, maybe someday. You've changed.
Cat Stevens (Yusef Islam), "Miles from Nowhere"
Miles from nowhere
I guess I'll take my time
Oh yeah, to reach there

Look up at the mountain
I have to climb
Oh yeah, to reach there.

Lord my body has been a good friend
But I won't need it when I reach the end

Miles from nowhere
Guess I'll take my time
Oh yeah, to reach there

I creep through the valleys
And I grope through the woods
'cause I know when I find it my honey
It's gonna make me feel good

I love everything
So don't it make you feel sad
'cause I'll drink to you, my baby
I'll think to that, I'll think to that.

Miles from nowhere
Not a soul in sight
Oh yeah, but it's alright

I have my freedom
I can make my own rules
Oh yeah, the ones that I choose

Lord my body has been a good friend
But I won't need it when I reach the end

Miles from nowhere
Guess I'll take my time
Oh yeah, to reach there.

Chuck Pace © 2007
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