And then I saw what I was to see so many times on the journey—a look of longing. Lord! I wish I could go.Don’t you like it here?Sure. It’s all right, but I wish I could go.You don’t even know where I’m going.I don’t care. I’d like to go anywhere.
John Steinbeck
And then I saw what I was to see so many times on the journey—a look of longing. Lord! I wish I could go.Don’t you like it here?Sure. It’s all right, but I wish I could go.You don’t even know where I’m going.I don’t care. I’d like to go anywhere.