MY HEAD IS LIKE A BOTTLE FLOATING IN A TURBULENT SEA. UNCONSISTANT THOUGHTS FLOOD MY BRAIN.
MUDSLIDE…FROM NO COMFORT AND EXCITEABILITY TO COMFORT AND PREDICTABILITY.
WONDERING… HOW DO I WALK THE FENCE BETWEEN THE TWO WITHOUT HURTING MYSELF OR ANYONE ELSE? THAT’S PROBABLY THE FUCKIN QUESTION OF A LIFETIME.
EXTREME… LIFE TO THE LIMITS, NO EXCUSES, AND GOING BALLS OUT WITH EVERY CHANCE THROWN MY WAY. TAKING OPPORTUNITY AND SQUEEZING IT DRY WITH EVERY TUG.
LIFE HAS SO MANY QUESTIONS. SHIT! WHEN IM “OLD” I WILL BE OUT OF QUESTIONS AND UNABLE TO OFFER ANSWERS.
I COULD USE A DRINK