Heard this song by Gerry Rafferty on the radio this am:

"He's got this dream about buying some land, he's gonna
Give up the booze and the one night stands
And then he'll settle down, in some quiet little town
And forget about everything.

But you know he'll always keep moving
You know he's never gonna stop moving
'Cause he's rolling, he's the rolling stone."

I just wonder if this is how I'm going to end up when it's all said
and done. After all the effort I make to find some equilibrium, will it
just come to naught?

I've never believed in fate but at odd times, it feels like I will end up
like this, regardless of how hard I fight the slide toward oblivion.