I’m sorry mostly, for the things that are easily pointed.
I saw more movies than ever and wrote more, I made a lot of promises but rarely kept the ones made to myself. I wrestled with the past in an oversized singlet.
I missed my friends and family. I had the brokest most amazing summer of my life. I formed real friendships and held onto the ones I valued.
I played some rad shows and feel the rock and roll venom running through me stronger than ever. I made the decision to run wailing into the future like a naked, sorrowful widow, one that may all in all doom me.
I realized I have no idea what to do with myself but am less concerned for my own well being than ever before.
Love is the only thing. I have more to give. Especially for crazy mother fuckers who punch me in the stomach. This year has to be remembered, it may be the year that everything started to fall into place.
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