Thursday, October 11, 2012

Radios and Toasters

It's always a struggle. How do I manage to make something out of nothing? Sometimes I rush to the keyboard to gush about the glory of love and the beauty of peace. Other times I worry that all that I'm doing is stroking my fragile ego. You know, "Fools' names like fools' faces...".

I've described myself here as the anti- Dylan; no mystique, no secrets. I'll tell you anything. I do!

I'm driven to communicate. I want to make you laugh but I'll break your heart and make you cry if I've got nothing funny to say. I've often said that I wish I wrote all life affirming, positive songs. You know, Luke The Drifter things. Some day.

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