Dreaming of the Open Road

"I pass an open-air parking lot where my big blue truck sits in a corner against a brick wall, lifeless. I sometimes go in & ask for the key, just to warm up the truck so it doesn’t die on me. I sit in the driver’s seat, facing a brick wall in the city revving the engine & dreaming of the open road. I really miss it. I think maybe that’s where I’ve get most at home; just driving."

—Sam Shepard to Johnny Dark. October 9, 2004

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