I lost a dear friend recently.
Not to death.
But to me.
And my mental condition.
I wish her well.
But I wonder.
Who else did I push away by allowing my triggers (and weed) to get the best of me?
Then again, I ...
Here we are.
I know I'm supposed to keep my mouth shut.
But I can't.
And I try.
I have to deal with pressure better.
Telling all your business doesn't mean you're being honest.
So expect an EVEN MORE silent and reserved Charles Hamilton.
I'm making the transition from Bohemian Musician to Gothic ...well, Musician.
And let the record reflect, I was always a Hippie.
Thank you, Disco Lady.
~follow the buzzards~