Your life your fault
A little harsh, I do accept
Your future your fault
more constructive perhaps
You decide when you conform
Conform when required
This is on repeat in the studio today:
Play it loud. And over and over.
Despite having a way with words, I will do what I can to write a thought in two lines.
A line in this article grabbed me.
"...he could engage in the essential, monosyllabic pursuits that defined the borders of his life: to walk, drive, hunt, fish, cook, drink, smoke, write."
I like that thought. Life pursuits should be simple, monosyllabic.
Cook. Drink. Smoke. Write.
Draw. Cut. Paint.
Its Resurrection Sunday, 2016. Time to resurrect this ROOVII beast.