Get Lost

Get lost is such an outdated insult. I heard it a lot as a kid, and not always as a command flung at me. It was hurtful back then, now I think of it as wishful. I love to get lost, especially on all these quiet country roads and in all my years, I've never once heard those hair raising dueling banjos that city folks dread. No, it's always been humble farmland, shy animals, and kind people who've chosen to make themselves difficult to locate. Maybe like me, they're people who once loved to get lost down these roads and then one day they looked around and said, I'm not lost anymore; I'm home . Whatever the case, I had to stop for a moment on this drive and snap...