You have to be true to yourself we were taught by the music of the sixties and if that means you spend more time feeling like a piece of shit, or hospitalized drunk in jail then so be it.
You have to be true to yourself no matter how fucked up you become.
The road is set. You can only follow. Or take your chances in the wilderness.
My sister slept all day when she heard the news. I called my dad and stepmom.
I got drunk on shiner bock and the big empty sky. I drove through the South Texas wasteland feeling particularly at home.
I dreamt once that I was dying and my wife was screaming at me in a state of shock. She was terrified that I was dying on her so much that I concentrated all my concern onto her and couldnt feel my own passing.
Its ok Its ok I said
fading into a spectacular sunset which turned monochrome.
