western
ny...
and i can't describe the feeling...
is it
ecstasy?
is it mourning?
fear?
courage?
joy?
sadness?
melancholy?
...
been so long on my own don't quite know what to do...
seems so long ago since
wyoming.
so long since riding with
kurtmeeting
kevin on the
mississippi.
seems like a lifetime ago
harold,
liza and i left oakland
.
a lifetime since the desert,
since the canyons,
since
nebraska.
and it all feels like yesterday.
the cold greeted me in western new york and i was glad for it
made my outside feel like my inside feels.