If they could see things the way I see things there would be nothing left to see. I have heard that change is gradual, but this, along with any other theory is debatable. Last night I took it easy giving my lungs and my liver a rest so that tonight I may do it all over again. The holidays are here and with my loved ones just within arm’s reach I have no need to mingle. We are all planning on moving and abandoning this place they call Houston, but it is still unknown where we will end up and when we do, shall we arrive together? Only time will tell, and as I feel boredom begin to set in I am counting on change to prove them wrong and make his big entrance.
December 20, 1999