5.13.2020 – want to be alone

want to be alone
yet desperately lonely
creating conflicts

It’s about identity and trying to survive and keep your identity.

So said Bob Seeger when he wrote, I Feel Like a Number.

I take my card and I stand in line
To make a buck I work overtime
“Dear Sir,” letters keep coming in the mail
I work my back till it’s racked with pain
The boss can’t even recall my name
I show up late and I’m docked
It never fails
I feel like just another
Spoke in a great big wheel
Like a tiny blade of grass
In a great big field

To workers, I’m just another drone
To Ma Bell, I’m just another phone
I’m just another statistic on a sheet
To teachers, I’m just another child
To IRS, I’m another file
I’m just another consensus on the street
Gonna cruise out of this city
Head down to the sea
Gonna shout out at the ocean
“Hey, it’s me!”

Ann Arbor native, Bob Seeger was an important part of life for almost any high school kid growing up in Michigan in the 1970’s.

I mean, if Bob could make it big, who couldn’t?

He probably launched more dreams than NASA.

For myself, I always liked any one on the radio that I felt I could keep up with vocally.

Not that I ever tried to sing along with Bob.

Maybe scream along.

But sing?

As wikipedia says, “A roots rocker with a classic raspy, powerful voice, Seger wrote and recorded songs that deal with love, women, and blue-collar themes and is an example of a heartland rock artist.”

I will follow his advice and sometime soon I am gonna cruise out of this city.

Head down to the sea.

Gonna shout out at the ocean.

“Hey, it’s me!”

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