A Long, Strange Year
Sometimes the light’s all shinin’ on me,Other times I can barely seeLately it occurs to me what a long, strange trip it’s been The Grateful Dead I will preface this note with the fact that I did NOT lose anything. That said, I am finally in possession of all the symbols you gave me for my walk on the Way. For almost a year I turned the house upside down trying to locate them, praying my absent-mindedness put them somewhere…