i always got by somehow. i think some elementals were looking out for me. still i was precarious in clandestiny. i got a license at 16 and a fat red ford fairlane. i think it would be a great casket but it couldn't wait. i sold my last car in 84. i'm grateful to get rides to the library and to see the cranes. i'm thankful more often than i say. can't i just be thankful all the time? i drove enough. i got here, didn't i? if possible i just wanna ride.