Writers & Travelers, Alike – A Feast for Your Soul – Song of the Open Road.


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Well, I’ll be damned. There it is. The gears that make me tick. The words that make me bleed. The voice that makes me swoon. And, the open road that sets me free. In one short clip. I feel as though I’ve lived this before. Right down to the buffalo and lone tree. Uncanny, really, as I sit here with tears in my eyes and jaw to the floor.

I know what I’ll be reading tonight. I have to say though, I’m a little apprehensive about diving into the works of Walt Whitman because I’m afraid I’ll fall in love with yet another unattainable man. Interestingly enough, he also lived with Bipolar Disorder, then diagnosed as Manic Depression. So, at least we have that going for us. 😉

Next time someone says my manic travels were simply bad decisions and that my obsession with writing…

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