Day in the life of
I found myself sitting on a park bench today pondering what i would put into a time capsule if i were so inclined. I took a walk through a creek and felt like i walked back to my childhood. I sat with a group of boy scouts who recieved honers for all their accomplishments. I spun on a bar and crunched my nuts, talk about pain. I spoke with a group of old men and women and they told me they were old high school friends. 50 years of friendship, who'd have imagined. I came home and melded with my family. Porkchops are good! Later that night i found myself downtown walking around in social webs. I felt pressure coming from my own mind. I felt pressure coming from the minds of my company. Roots are good when they are on stage. Art is good away from prying eyes.