We enjoyed the easiest possible journey south yesterday, with nary a jam in sight. I also rediscovered along the way what an absolutely phenomenal album 'Love and Theft' is. Surely this ranks in Dylan's top five - though attempting any sort of ranking of the greatest body of music recorded by a single individual in the twentieth century is entirely fatuous.
Noi spent most of the journey righteously asleep. I spent most of it refining my resolution for 2019. And here it is: I am resolved to end the year in better condition physically than I begin it. Daring, eh? I'm up against entropy and the slings & arrows of outrageous fortune. But it's good sometimes for an old man to aim high.
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