I'VE GOT MAD SKILLS, GIANT MOUNDS OF CLOTHES AND BOOKS,A TRUSTY SAGE, DIRTY BOOTS, USELESS KNOWLEDGE,NYTIMES CROSSWORDS,MUSIC THEORY,GARDEN VARIETY BADASSEDNESS.LEFT HANDED, RIGHT BRAINED, DEEP AS DIRT AND PUNK AS F*CK. I CAN SMELL YOU COMING FROM MILES AWAY. I'M IN A COCOON AND BUZZING AROUND YR HEAD.DON'T KNOW ANY STRANGERS. STRANGER YOU ARE THE BETTER. NOTHING MORE THAN A NICE FIRE UNDER THE TREES NEAR A RIVER, SURROUNDED BY TRIBE DRAWING TRUTH. AND SAVING THE WORLD TOPLESS ON A GALLOPING HORSE. INSATIABLY CURIOUS AND DYING TO SHARE IT. SOMETIMES JUST KILLING MYSELF TO LIVE. ASK ME A QUESTION I'LL ASK YOU TEN MORE. BE KIND TO EACH OTHER.There are worse things than
being alone
but it often takes decades
to realize this
and most often
when you do
it's too late
and there's nothing worse
than
too late.-Charles Bukowski
