I pulled into Nazareth, was feelin’ about half past dead
I just need some place where I can lay my head
“Hey, mister, can you tell me where a man might find a bed?”
He just grinned and shook my hand, “no” was all he said.
— “The Weight” The Band
Decided to get out of town for a few days. Paisley, the Basset hound is staying with the hot vet. Boyfriend is fishing… I’m just driving. No spaceships. Although looky what I passed as I was driving.
Freaked me out at first! Thought maybe I was having a moment. “Here’s George Jetson!” Then I noticed the twin motors. Hey, it was a touch and go few days last week… What can I say.
So I’m taking it easy. Day is not so great, but it’s quiet – outside my head and in. I’m not going to complain.