NOVEMBER 2014
Happy November. As usual, I am up and down with my mood and attitude. I welcome death. I am loving life. I want to be happy. Leave me the f* alone because I want to be alone...permanently. It's this way. It will always be this way. I want to cry - I am crazy, yet not crazy. Maybe I have some form of adult autism, the way Jerry Seinfeld recently described himself in an interview I saw on NBC news. The song by Monica Richards finally broke through, after being on my playlist for so long. It's had stiff competition. It's an amazing song. It sort of reminds me of Peter Murphy's later 80s song "Cuts You Up". So beautiful, but so sad. It almost makes me cry - no, I'm actually slightly crying now. So much angst and anxiety. Anyway, I suppose this will be the last I ever hear of Monica Richards. It's just one of those things. Great song, though - absolutely beautiful. Huh, I barely even remember "Last Train Home" by Lost Proph