What started out as "42 years later I'm back on the road again. Not the original way it should have been but the way it is. The road is there and it goes on and on and I'm either getting off it somewhere or on it until it comes to a dead end. Paul is gone but the Rocketman's spirit is my compass." has now become the musing of a 70 year old Buddhist monk.
Living a life of practice and service and keeping fit by wrestling with my ego.
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