If I Was A Waitress,

Coming Back Is The Thing That Enables You To See How All The Dots In Your Life Are Connected, How One Decision Leads You Another, How One Twist Of Fate, Good Or Bad, Brings You To A Door That Later Takes You To Another Door, Which Aided By Several Detours--long Hallways And Unforeseen Stairwells--eventually Puts You In The Place You Are Now.

Time Has A Funny Way Of Collapsing When You Go Back To A Place You Once Loved. You Find Yourself Thinking, I Was Kissed In That Building, I Climbed Up That Tree.

There Was No One Clear Point Of Loss. It Happened Over And Over Again In A Thousand Small Ways And The Only Truth There Was To Learn Was That There Was No Getting Used To It.

I Think Of Nashville As A Very Natural Place. We're Easy Going, We Are Ourselves. There Isn't A Lot Of Preening Or Trying To Impress. So It's An Easy Place To Just Be And That Is A Good State From Which To Write.

It Is Said The Sesta Is One Of The Only Gifts The Europeans Brought To South America, But I Imagine The Brazilians Could Have Figured Out How To Sleep In The Afternoon Without Having To Endure Centuries Of Murder And Enslavement.