I'd Rather Dig A Ditch Than Go

I Couldn’t Be With People And I Didn’t Want To Be Alone. Suddenly My Perspective Whooshed And I Was Far Out In Space, Watching The World. I Could See Millions And Millions Of People, All Slotted Into Their Lives; Then I Could See Me—i’d Lost My Place In The Universe. It Had Closed Up And There Was Nowhere For Me To Be. I Was More Lost Than I Had Known It Was Possible For Any Human Being To Be.

I Wished There Was Some Kind Of Switch On My Brain. That I Could Turn It Off In The Same Way That I Could Turn Off The Television. Just Click It Off And Immediately Empty My Mind Of All These Images And Worrying Thoughts. And Simply Leave A Blank Screen. Or If I Could Just Remove My Head And Put It On The Bedside Table And Forget About It Until Morning. And Then Attach It Again When I Needed It.

He Seemed Wild And Dangerous And Carefree--well, He Would, Would'nt He? What Were Motorcycles And Black Leather Pants If Not The Uniform Of A Wild, Dangerous And Carefree Man?

Every Day I Wake Up Afraid That I Won't Be Able To Write, That Today Is The Day It Has Left Me.

It's Not Like You Take The Right Turning And You Get Everlasting Happiness And You Take The Wrong One And Your Life's A Disaster. In Real Life It's Often Impossible To Tell Which Decision Is The One You Should Make Because What You Stand To Gain And What You Stand To Lose Are Sometimes-often-neck And Neck.