Is this rock bottom?… No, but it's a start.
When I get a few minutes later on, I’ll relay my own story of hitch-hiking through that part of the North Island, no fires, but wine and a Go-Go dancer are involved.
Fire has often been my companion on cold nights. And in the winter a candle finds its way to my shelves to be a small comfort.
You charge up and down the highs and lows of existence, and some days that flame hypnotic prepares you for another shot at the sun.
In the days when we abused ourselves as young men we'd say we're test pilots instead of professionals. Great story.
When I get a few minutes later on, I’ll relay my own story of hitch-hiking through that part of the North Island, no fires, but wine and a Go-Go dancer are involved.
Fire has often been my companion on cold nights. And in the winter a candle finds its way to my shelves to be a small comfort.
You charge up and down the highs and lows of existence, and some days that flame hypnotic prepares you for another shot at the sun.
In the days when we abused ourselves as young men we'd say we're test pilots instead of professionals. Great story.