A Hobo’s Song

The other day I was driving down Dekalb Avenue and read an open-call sign for workers.

DRIFTERS WANTED.

I blinked and the offer of paradise vanished jarring my eyes back into focus.

DRIVERS WANTED.

What a difference a single letter makes, then again I’ve always sought something more than the world has to offer and sometimes less.

Johnny Cash – Hobo Song

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