300 miles from San Antonio
Today, Leonard and I traveled east on Highway 7. We left Luling, drove through Bastrop, then through miles and miles of rural Texas, the windshield wipers and music summoning memories and evoking nostalgia.
Leonard Cohen's deep and gravely voice is one that never grows old. Each time I listen to his lyrics, I hear something I haven't heard before. He goes with me on every trip and reminds me of former trips so much so that I can hear one phrase from a song and remember where I heard it before.
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