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2006-06-16 + 12:46 p.m.

we get a little crazy

A revelation from Whitney to me:

Whitney says, "Sweetie, you like to spend money."

Oh no, I think in horror.

I was reading a bit of Whitney’s web-blog. From what I can recall she was writing something of what makes one happy. Or was it unhappy? Hell, it was something about the happy. It made me think a bit about myself. Am I happy? What makes me happy? And if I know what it is why am I asking myself these questions? Can we blame someone else for being unhappy? Could someone be guilty of such an atrocious crime?

Well Mother, you can boast now about how right you were. Tell them that your son took a trip on the wild side and came back with nothing.

So tell them that I am not the person I said I would be. Tell world that I am depending on events to be happy. That I am depending on a drink to make me smile.

Would you leave me in a parking lot just because I couldn’t get in to the event?

Have I given up so soon?

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