I won't call you, but that doesn't mean that I don't think about you.
There is a theme that runs through my life, it starts way back in high school and connects a select number of failed romantic adventures. I have given up trying to find an answer, an explanation, a meaning.
By these words, written by Dylan 40 years ago, there is some comfort in knowing I am not alone in this.
You don't have to listen, but I hope you do: