Yes, These Are Bruises From Fighting And

You're Always Haunted By The Idea You're Wasting Your Life.

Everyone Is Equal And Everyone Is Forced To Participate; You Can't Just Be A Spectator.

People Don't Want Their Lives Fixed. Nobody Wants Their Problems Solved. Their Dramas. Their Distractions. Their Stories Resolved. Their Messed Cleaned Up. Because What Would They Have Left? Just The Big Scary Unknown.

Help Me Give Up My Addiction To Hope.

I Try To Tell A Story The Way Someone Would Tell You A Story In A Bar, With The Same Kind Of Timing And Pacing.