“There must be some kind of way out of here,” I wrote last year...apparently not:
"Said the joker to the thief.".
"All Along the Watchtower" is the audacity of Dylan's hype at manipulating chronological time: "at the conclusion of the last verse, it is as if the song bizarrely begins at last, and the power of myth began again.
My own aging is regressive these days, not progressive. I am the Bob Dylan of the fifty-somethings. Growing old isn't optional, growing up is.