Through a mutual contact I have the impression the Brown Eyed girl and I are finally going on separate paths.
I know where I am going, I am just awaiting for my ship to depart.
I work for others.
I dream that I will one day never work again.
Were the best years of my life 15-21? I mean my life, not husband or father.
To be young, healthy are free of responsibilities.
Fueled by sex, drugs and rock and roll.
Life is Yin and Yang.
Maybe once again I will be free of responsibilities, live to be somewhat healthy and grow old.