Talk Talk Talk. I like Pinea coladas and walking in the rain but , I got really wasted and fell down a man hole and like Alice, stayed gone for awhile so now I dont drink and dont chase "white rabbits" I love my life and like the song... Im a million different people from one day to the next so ...its hard to hang anything on me. I would like to say I read alot but that would be a lie, or a postive illusion that I use to protect myself from the dull reality that Im just to busy, or just some form of... Oops Im thinking too much about the wrong subject...is there a limit to the insesent chatter that goes on upstairs ? Its okay Jesus loves me! People complain that Im weird or short a couple of fuses but when I look at the masses nothing floats my boat more than this stranger then fiction forum. One of the best things I have heard is a loss of anybodys words. including my own. Leave me speachless or thoughtlessly full of meanness eventually I will come down or come to and realize and recognize that I have just been surprised and after these war wounds thats not an easy thing to do, so I might say somethingoff color and later I might just say thank you. life is a run on sentence.
