My momma always said, "Life was like a box of chocolates. You never know what you're gonna get."
Stupid is as stupid does.
Now I see this clearly. My whole life is pointed in one direction. There never has been a choice for me.
Mama always said, dying was a part of life. I sure wish it wasn't.
June twenty-ninth. I gotta get in shape. Too much sitting has ruined my body. Too much abuse has gone on for too long. From now on there will be 50 pushups each morning, 50 pullups. There will be no more pills, no more bad food, no more destroyers of my body. From now on will be total organization. Every muscle must be tight.
Each night when I return the cab to the garage, I have to clean the cum off the back seat. Some nights, I clean off the blood.
Loneliness has followed me my whole life, everywhere. In bars, in cars, sidewalks, stores, everywhere. There's no escape. I'm God's lonely man.