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So many “road stories” from the Odyssey, and Kerouac, to Augustine. Each rich in emotion and spirit most of the stories have the hero hitched to a fellow traveler to bathe the soul in word and mood to throb with the music. I have recurring dreams. I’m in a hotel looking for an elevator can’t find my floor or room or can’t find my car downtown. I wander streets, and lots. Are there road stories hidden in these dreams? Why do I trip, fall stay misplaced and lost find only transitory destinations?
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May 9, 2022
May 9, 2022 at 10:55 PM UTC
On the Road
So many “road stories” from the Odyssey, and Kerouac, to Augustine. Each rich in emotion and spirit most of the stories have the hero hitched to a fellow traveler to bathe the soul in word and mood to throb with the music. I have recurring dreams. I’m in a hotel looking for an elevator can’t find my floor or room or can’t find my car downtown. I wander streets, and lots. Are there road stories hidden in these dreams? Why do I trip, fall stay misplaced and lost find only transitory destinations?
glenn-currier
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May 9, 2022
May 9, 2022 at 10:55 PM UTC
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