I'm watching No Direction Home on PBS. That, and copious amounts of beer, are the perfect antidote to the day that falls behind. And frankly? It's my absolute most favorite day of the year.
I'm grooving that my extra hour today is spent with Dylan; while I think about the roots of rock and roll, and protest rock, and civil rights, and how it took so, so many voices to shape, and ultimately change, the landscape of America.
Each and every one of us truly makes a difference.
How effing cool is that?
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