Clean living. Baby steps.
I have several hundred songs downloaded on my iTouch.
All of them legally downloaded. And I’m feeling kind of smug about that.
And yet my inner rebel refuses to put on my seat belt until I am leaving my neighborhood—several hundred feet from my driveway.
I can’t explain why I feel the need to flout the law and live on the edge like that?
Who can say? It’s who I am.
Like a Hell’s Angel of suburbia (but driving a Honda Accord instead of a Harley.)
But at least the version of Steppenwolf’s “Born to be Wild” I listen to before buckling up wasn’t illegally downloaded.
And today was followed on my iTouch by George Michael’s “You Gotta Have Faith.”