This has been my theme song of late, though I envy the 9-to-5 schedule—and, come to think of it, the ice-cold beer at the end of the day, an unattainable luxury most weeks.
But I'm trying to keep this in mind too, and hold things in balance.
I was born on the shores of the Chesapeake Bay
Maryland and Virginia have faded away
And I keep thinking tomorrow is coming today
So I am endlessly waiting...
—A. Duritz and Counting Crows, "St. Robinson and His Cadillac Dream"