FOR DIANA ROSS

"Do you know where you're going to? Do you like the things that life is showing you?"

What? Jesus! I mean, I don't know, yes and no. Mostly no. Mainly I just look out of this goddamn head I've been put in. I don't know. What the hell do you wanna know for anyway? Fuck, man, I'm a jittery fuckin' mess! How could anyone not be? I mean, that's the most frightening thing, to come across people who don't even seem to notice anything's wrong. Or I don't know, it's like I just saw some asshole driving this big ass truck. I really don't know why it bothers me so much. I just don't understand why anyone would need to drive a truck like that. I mean, what else are they capable of? You know, I try not to hate people. I really do. But fuck, man. I just hope I can find a way to take it a little bit easy today. Shit's been real hard lately.