[Remember San Francisco?
Gingerly nomadic, expressed outwardly enough to merit the standing. (Sitting.) But you remember. Telegraph, the (real) 405, Holly and Bellingham.
They are other glimpses at other perfections. That's all.
Let's face it, I love being on the road. KR, the truck driver. Why not? "Don't quit your day job." Fer sure.
For what I am thankful: my dick, my hearing and sight, my rational mind. And him. I am thankful for him.]