難得個星期六的早晨，切掉鬧鐘，睡到自然醒。
獨坐閣樓，陽光從百葉窗隙灑落，螢幕地圖顯示，三十分鐘，三十哩路。
三十個小時的長考，斬斷三年多的愛恨嗔痴，能否換來三十天的長假？
難！無言！就算有，要做什麼？能做什麼？無奈！
不會要等到三千多個日子才有個解脫吧？
只是個責任！開始想家囉.........
[500 Miles by The Brother Four]
If you miss the train I'm on
You will know that I am gone
You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles
A hundred miles, a hundred miles
A hundred miles, a hundred miles
You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles
Lord, I'm one, Lord, I'm two
Lord, I'm three, Lord, I'm four
Lord, I'm 500 miles away from home
Away from home, away from home
Away from home, away from home
Lord, I'm 500 miles away from home
Not a shirt on my back
Not a penny to my name
Lord, I can't go back home this a-way
This a-way, this a-way
This a-way, this a-way
Lord, I can't go back home this a-way
If you miss the train I'm on
You will know that I am gone
You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles...
已經六年多沒有回台灣，被大大小小的事牽絆著；
課業、生活、孩子、身分、工作；
責任變得是種窒息的沉重.................................... 
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