Lonely Travellers All

Farewell, farewell, to you who would hear,
You lonely travellers all,
The cold North wind will blow again,
The winding road does call.

And will you never return to see
Your bruised and beaten sons?
Oh, I would, I would, if welcome I were,
For they loathe me everyone.

And will you never cut the cloth
Or drink the light to be?
And can you never swear a year
To anyone of we?

No I will never cut the cloth
Or drink the light to be,
But I'll swear a year to one who lies
Asleep alongside of me.

Farewell, farewell, to you who would hear,
You lonely travellers all,
The cold North wind will blow again,
The winding road does call.

Lyrics: Richard Thompson; Voice: Sandy Denny

We've all heard of Obsessive Compulsive Disorder. But I read on a blog the other day about another type of OCD: Obsessive Camino Disorder. Is this such a bad affliction? Perhaps less debilitating than some. Indeed it may be empowering. And you never know - some kind of order may arise from the disorder. And those wings may fly - at least part of the way.

Once bitten, forever smitten...

Hasta luego :-)