There is always sadness. In the past few weeks there is far too much sadness.
Mr. Charleston lost his mother, Mean Donna Jean, has lost her immediate family it seems, Peach Tart is going through a big loss that has incapacitated her, not to even mention Haiti and some dickhead in Austin.
Damnit it all to hell.
I don't fully understand why this song brings it all together for this 'ol boy. I just wish I could do more to alleviate sadness.
I read a thought this week that went something like this:
To hate a person is like drinking poison and thinking they are going to die from it.
I have had several girlfriends say: "what the hell are you talkin' 'bout". (just before leaving)