Fucking hell, there are so many disappointments in life. That bonfire that never caught on. Your mother never loved me. My torn fishenets right before you seduced me.. The John Prine eight track that melted in a heat wave traveling I5 on our acid trip in 73. The broken glass. That evening camping in Clear Lake when we laughed so hard we spilled the honey jar filled with peyote. Why I did not have your baby back then when I was in college. The time I sliced open a just line caught jack mackerel in the middle of the Bermuda triangle and had no wasabi.
