On my way to Clarkesville, Georgia this morning to visit a old college buddy I haven’t seen in 10 years, I heard Gordon Lightfoot’s “If You Could Read My Mind” on the radio. I usually listen to MP3s or satellite radio while traveling, but for some reason I just turned on the standard radio this time. I was a little past Gainesville, Georgia when Lightfoot’s song came on. Music is amazing. It has the ability to turn a mundane situation into much more. The rural splendor that Highway 23 cuts through made think about my first trip out of urban Detroit to rural Michigan as a 9 year old. The trip had a profound impact in that it really showed me there was much more to the world. So much more. If you could have read my mind as that 9 year old… The memories…
Well enough of my personal musings but it’s Saturday. I’m sitting here in rural Clarkesville, Georgia enjoying friendship and great North Georgia fresh air. Can’t be about the issues all the time, eh? For those of you who never heard of Gordon Lightfoot or just want to hear and see him again, here he is performing “If You Could Read My Mind” live. What a song!
I’m not complex. Don’t have time for all that. And all that complex stuff bad for the stomach. Just color me simple and plain with a twist.