For many years, most of my singing was done while walking, tape player on my hip, headphone stretched over my curls. All of my life, from the first days of school, I have been a walker. Miles and miles every day, I walked alone, enjoying the solitude and isolation that came with my travels. I walked to school, to work, to see friends, to shop. I wandered down streets, over fields, through vast parking lots. I sang in full voice, oblivious to anyone who might see me or hear me. I grew strong in body and sound.

About David Cain

David Cain, literary author, bon vivant, rogue romantic poet - author of Witch, Song of Songs, Journals of Lord Malinov, Erotic Romances and others ...
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