九天三千忽

开头的堵车就瞬间把我带回405，之后从两个人在Griffith跳舞我就开始流眼泪。终于在Boulder City的那个夜晚痛哭流涕。

家乡啊。梦想啊。

Life is a one-way journey, while we're just led by the eternal passage of time. Ain't got no place to return to. Ain't got no glory to chase.

愿漂泊的人都有酒喝。