I saw the fire in the sky, and I thought I was dead. But I accepted that fact. Later, when I realized that I wasn't dead, I also realized that I had felt no regrets waiting for the shockwave. I guess that means I've been living my life right.

I'm leaving tonight on the City of New Orleans, to see if I can find myself in the deep south. If I get a chance I'll let you know how my search is going.