This song was my theme and talisman in 1978, the year I headed south to L.A. Driving my VW Bug with its crappy AM radio and coat hanger antenna, I sang Joni's album Hejira from start to finish. I knew all the words. If you'd known me back then, you wouldn't have been surprised.
Just one of my many escape acts. My motto could be, "When in doubt, bolt." Perhaps I would have been better served by staying put; who knows?
My choices, good and bad, have brought me here and here ain't so bad. As my girl Edna St. Vincent Millay said, "My dear, my dear, it is not so dreadful here."
Of course, she was referring to hell.
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