This morning I was reading a book in a Mr. Donut shop when one of my all-time favourite songs began floating: "Had to get away, couldn't stand another dreary day, people with the same expression on each face, guess I needed to find a secret place..." It's Michael Franks. The song that secretly motivated me to go to Tahiti in 1992. Then the DJ said something about Franks's birthday... Sep 18, 1944, and said that he turned 60, happy birthday Michael...
Michael Franks at 60! No wonder I'm so old by now. Still my daily behavior remains the same from that of twenty years ago. Reading a book in a clean, well-lighted donut shop in Tokyo, day after day, listening to Michael Franks, wondering when I can hit the road again...
