For a bit of levity, perhaps some of the lyrics from the song 'The Wanderer' by the 1950's rock n' roller Dion is appropriate here,
"Oh, well I roam from town to town
I go through life without a care
And I'm happy as a clown
And with my two fists of iron but I'm going nowhere
They call me the wanderer -yeah - the wanderer
I roam around around around around"
:D
Sorry, I couldn't resist.
"Oh, well I roam from town to town
I go through life without a care
And I'm happy as a clown
And with my two fists of iron but I'm going nowhere
They call me the wanderer -yeah - the wanderer
I roam around around around around"
:D
Sorry, I couldn't resist.
