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01.27.10

Posted by poeticnook on 1/27/2010 10:36:00 AM in
While the rest of the world are following the live stream of Steve's iPad announcement, I am packing the last of my things on my pad. Tonight I'll be returning my modem and later on I'll give back my keys. It was fun while it lasted, at least I got to go from basement to penthouse in three years, that's a great milestone for someone who never stays in place.

In a few more days, I'll be back on the road like the littlest hobo. It's a funny feeling, I should be happy to go *home*, but this is home for me now.. and I've never felt this way before about any other place in the world. I will always strive to come back here.

Maybe Tomorrow
Terry Bush

There's a voice that keeps on calling me
Down the road, that's where I'll always be.
Every stop I make, I make a new friend,
Can't stay for long, just turn around and I'm gone again

Maybe tomorrow, I'll want to settle down,
Until tomorrow, I'll just keep moving on.

Down this road that never seems to end,
Where new adventure lies just around the bend.
So if you want to join me for a while,
Just grab your hat, come travel light, that's hobo style.

Maybe tomorrow I'll want to settle down,
Until tomorrow, the whole world is my home.

So if you want to join me for a while,
Just grab your hat, come travel light, that's hobo style

Maybe tomorrow, I'll want to settle down,
Until tomorrow, I'll just keep moving on.

There's a world that's waiting to unfold,
A brand new tale no-one has ever told.
We've journeyed far but I know it wont be long;
We're almost there, and we've paid our fare with our hobo song.

Maybe tomorrow, I'll want to settle down,
Until tomorrow, I'll just keep moving on.

So if you want to join me for a while,
Just grab your hat, come travel light, that's hobo style.

Maybe tomorrow, I'll find what I call home,
Until tomorrow, you know I'm free to roam



Reflecting on: Isaiah 40:30-31

Even youths grow tired and weary, and young men stumble and fall; but those who hope in the LORD will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint.



Listening to: "This is Home" by Switchfoot



Watching: live stream of Apple event



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