Ishtar and I had a date with the road today. Decided against Spring Training. Sunny skies, redwoods, and beaches sounded so much more enticing than sitting in a city park listening to dubstep. Crusing down Hwy 1 along the ocean, eating some sweet cherries, the juice staining my fingers as I laugh into the wind. I had forgotten how much I miss being on the open road. I've been settled more or less in Oakland for about 3 months. It's the longest I've been in one place in a long time. The road sang to me to day and I sang back. I need to do this more, even if it is for only a day. I saw the ocean, rivers, redwoods, felt the sun on my skin. It was almost as sweet as being kissed by my lover, almost . . .