Funny you should say that. I'm almost 50 but on the night of my 21st birthday I split for Oakland from PA hitchhiking because my life sucked. I've never been to a Greatful Dead show and never seen them yet I had to find their parking lot. By the time I got to the West Coast I was broke. A homeless Brother told me "If you're going to broke, be free on the beach". Guess friendship is priceless because I came back to PA. Maybe I need to run away again?