I Thought I Could Drift with the Drift
Paul Simon’s “Once Upon a Time There Was an Ocean” came on my iPod today and the first half of the song hit me hard (especially since I deliberately got off the train before my stop so that I had to walk and delay my re-entry into the real world). I feel refreshed, yes. But? I don’t want to be here. At all. :(
Once upon a time there was an ocean
But now it’s a mountain range
Something unstoppable set into motion
Nothing is different, but everything’s changedIt’s a dead end job, and you get tired of sittin’
And it’s like a nicotine habit you’re always thinking about quittin’
I think about quittin’ every day of the week
When I look out my window it’s brown and it’s bleakOutta here
How am I gonna get outta here?
I’m thinking outta here
When am I gonna get outta here?
Seriously, I’d rather be in the desert right about now.
I haven’t heard the song but I can certainly relate to the emotion. The desert shot after your banner photo lives it all out.