i lasted a night at the alamo
they say the alamo is your last stand. when you've run out of things to say, when you're down to your last bullet, when all that stands between you and your maker is one last breath.
aside from the dramatics, its strange, but i haven't been inspired by music much. its like the music i've been listening feels stale somewhat. i think its more me than the medium, but i presume its actually withdrawal symptoms from actually playing in a rock band. those were good times indeed. i hope to retire with music, food and wine. with some film on the side. but i shouldn't think too much about retirement, i'll forget how to live.
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