There is no stopping, or controling, the behavior of others. You try, talking sense, to him, as the memory fails, and he fills in the blanks with distrust; anger, and the sacrifices of age. A childhood, is so much more memorable; every, small, good-time, another notch, keeping the present at bay. His words, today, ~~after three days of listening~~ cut me, as surely as any knife-blade: "Get Lost," he said, ~~and, that's when I knew, I already was; and, this man who told stories, Had provided the End.
Nothing more to say...adam-i-am. I need Three Days Grace...or, a fucking Vacation!
Many Blogstream members are there
already! Quotes from members: "It's like blog lite!" -- "I like the instant
gratification!" -- "Stop spectating, get in the game!"
If you have not joined in, you are really missing out!