When I spend my days with wet toes digging into some strange sandy beach, or in a cold mountain stream, or hitting the road in rhythmic procession; with a sleeping mat and a bag of weed and a desire to experience everything at a low observant speed; with sun and rain and dirt under my fingernails...
there will be music all the time.
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