.....If you see me passing by and you sit and you wonder why
and you wish that you were rambling too
Nail your shoes to the kitchen floor, lace 'em up and bar the door
Thank your stars for the roof that's over you

And I can't help but wonder
Where I'm bound, where I'm bound
Can't help but wonder where I'm bound
Johnny Cash

Days I would love to ramble.... and just can't get away from the desk. I have too many deadlines for a reputedly retired old codger!