What is the feeling when you’re driving away from people, and they recede on the plain till you see their specks dispersing? -it’s the too huge world vaulting us, and it’s good-bye. But we lean forward to the next crazy venture beneath the skies
the energy of the beat generation carries on / San Francisco
WE HAVE TO GET ON WE HAVE SO MUCH TIME AND SO LIttle to DO! wait a minute scratch that. reverse it.