Left of the Dial

Paul Westerberg performing "Left of the Dial"



Blasted this from my car stereo when I happened to take one of my drives on Tuesday. I get that itch to drive out of town just to see a cluster of trees that doesn't looked choked by concrete. I always dare myself to keep going. To chuck my cell phone out the window and forget names and faces. To fall off the map, to be forgotten. To find some sleepy little town to make a quiet life.