Thursday, March 11, 2010

I keep picturing all these little kids
playing some game in this big field of rye and all. Thousands
of little kids, and nobody's around-nobody big,
I mean-except me. And I'm standing on the edge of
some crazy cliff. What I have to do, I have to catch
everybody if they start to go over the cliff-I mean
if they're running and they don't look where they're
going I have to come out from somewhere and catch
them. That's all I'd do all day. I'd just be the
catcher in the rye and all. I know it's crazy, but that's the
only thing I'd really like to be.

1 comment:

  1. WOWZY THANK YOU the title of that has been bugging me since i started it!