Gypsies never get tied down...

A friend of mine was talking about airstreams and travel and such... and it brought me back to The Airstream Song by Miranda Lambert. How appropriate to think of this song after the week of soul searching I've had.

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Sometimes I wish I lived in an Airstream

Homemade curtains, lived just like a gypsy

Break a heart, roll out of town

‘Cause gypsies never get tied down

Sometimes I wish I lived on a mountain

Drank from a stream instead of a fountain

I’d stay there, top of the world

But I was born a red dirt girl

Unbridled or tethered and tied

The safety of the fence or the danger of the ride

I’ll always be unsatisfied

Sometimes I wish I lived by a pier

In a lighthouse with a chandelier

I’d watch everybody’s ships come in

And then I’d sail away with them

Unanchored in the storm

Or safely on the shore

If this is all I need, why do I want more

Sometimes I wish I lived in an airstream

Homemade curtains, lived just like a gypsy

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The lyrics in this song represent so much of who I am. I can feel it in my soul.