It might be the cozy little safe spot I've built around myself, but I literally know nobody who is talking about this. My only real exposure to the outside world is my neighbors and the guys I see at the golf course and the Elks lodge. At least round these parts nobody cares what this congress does. Strange days.
"Back after 5 years. I thought you had died.
don"
Splitting my time between the montane and the mesas
The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.