Changes in Latitudes, Changes in Attitudes

I just got home late last night from a 10 day trip to my Minnesota home. Going to and fro reminded me of my blog profile statement, part of which says, “.. Jimmy was right; changes in latitudes can cause changes in attitudes..”

Isn’t that the truth!

While I was away I starting thinking I made some mistakes with my recent show and residency applications. Why, oh why, does that happen? How can it feel so right for a time period and then feel so wrong.

I do think Jimmy was spot on. I do think my location has something to do with my thoughts.

I shall keep reminding myself that everything happens for a reason and eventually (I hope) I shall calm down.

In the meantime I’m gonna keep humming the tune as it reminds me of many happy days spent on or near the ocean, which always makes me feel better.

And, apologies to you that I have been out of touch while on vacation.  I look forward to reconnecting with you again.

Until then, have a creative day!  And feel free to hum along.....

Changes in Latitudes, Changes in Attitudes
By: Jimmy Buffett, 1977

I took off for a weekend last month
Just to try and recall the whole year
All of the faces and all of the places
Wonderin’ where they all disappeared
I didn't ponder the question too long
I was hungry and went out for a bite
Ran into a chum with a bottle of rum
And we wound up drinkin’ all night

Chorus:
Its these changes in latitudes, changes in attitudes
Nothing remains quite the same
With all of our running and all of our cunning
If we couldn’t laugh we would all go insane

Reading departure signs in some big airport
Reminds me of the places I’ve been
Visions of good times that brought so much pleasure
Makes me want to go back again
If it suddenly ended tomorrow
I could somehow adjust to the fall
Good times and riches and son of a bitches
I’ve seen more than I can recall

Chorus:
These changes in latitudes, changes in attitudes
Nothing remains quite the same
Through all of the islands and all of the highlands
If we couldn’t laugh we would all go insane

I think about Paris when I’m high on red wine
I wish I could jump on a plane
So many nights I just dream of the ocean
God I wish I was sailin’ again
Oh, yesterdays over my shoulder
So I can't look back for too long
There's just too much to see waiting in front of me
And I know that I just can't go wrong

Chorus:
With these changes in latitudes, changes in attitudes
Nothing remains quite the same
With all of my running and all of my cunning
If I couldn’t laugh I just would go insane
If we couldn’t laugh we just would go insane