music had always been a way to escape the world that had smidgeons of dislike for me.
never understood, at that set of years that revolved around high-school in Texas for me…
and as it is, current like, there is that search continuing, for something; or somebody who’
is a match for this man; as if and though my salad days are over, that’s just the way of Dave
being bummed not seeing a brighter horizon. know this: in actuality it’s just fine with Dave.
hell, imagined by age 5o i’d gotten here, was very interested in what were extremes all in
my mind this collection of words is not what some may assume it could be: a rehashing.
antiquated events. won’t even call them achievements or anything like that. imagined that
activity is just that, old. this will be no newer trophy case to show off; that’s not it at all… no
okay with facts being over. it’s all just stuff. at 19-22 it was high enough doing of seeing.
am tired of blogging, might get into reviewing ‘stuff,’ that too will be a source of an actual
doing something. anything. i don’t really know yet…