Lately, the song that runs through my head most is track fourteen on the Smiths' The World Won't Listen. From day to day, hour to hour, even minute to minute, I alternately find myself catching the wave or getting my head and shoulders violently shoved into the sand. Just this morning I've been through so many emotions it feels like I just returned from a three-week roadtrip. I suppose there's cause for concern in that multi-state of mind, but I'm trying to focus on the positive. At least I don't have to take the train across Siberia to get my fix of adventure.