I have made it through ‘On The Road’ years (decades) ago but it did not make much of an impression on me at the time. Now, listening to the story, a flood of memories came to me with things I have done, people I have met, and places I have seen. Nothing grand, but I had a sudden longing for seeking new experiences again, even crazy or weird ones. But...kids, wife, house (mortgage), dog, dishes, blah blah blah piss whine moan. Short of taking up smoking (in deference to the author’s reference to toxic atmospheres) I am going to think of something.