“this one goes out to the one I love

the one I left behind…”

is there more perfect a sentiment and then occupied in song.

and then, I realize how guilty some of us are of this, not all of us, that is pretentious, but me? damn I feel stuck, and do not know how to get unstuck, every answer I run into already has an answer if you get my meaning… and it makes you leaving like you will never have that same again when so many others seem to pass Inn to Inn and find the next where I am simply lost in the wilderness for decades now… with only glimpses at the stars, mistakes my own and not… but, I tell myself we all die alone but I would like some a companion before then, not to share my journey but to share for a time.