I think I have had too many of those nights of endless drinking and chain smoking of champion rollies, feeling bored in an overpopulated city, finding nothing in the realm of intellectual stimulation. Having something more than just to sit in a dimly lit drinking hole so I can listen to something resembling music, although I find the butchering of music sickening. I am definitely becoming cynical.
I don't often like the reveal, the exposure of thoughts. I find myself continually putting distance between whats in my head and what I put out for everyone to see. I think I just popped my cherry. Yeehaw.
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