I Listen To The Tick Of An

I'm Pretty Good At Compartmentalizing Things And Not Allowing Things Outside Of Myself To Distract Me Or Bother Me Or Affect Me In Any Way.

I Meet A Third Man He's An Old Man He Trips In The Street He Falls And I Help Him Up, Walk Him To The Curb. He Shakes My Hand Says Keep The Faith, Young Man. I Ask Him What He Means, He Says Keep Running And Don't Let Them Catch You.

I Sleep During The Day. I Still Dream About Drinking And Drugs. Sometimes I Wake To A Hang-over, Sometimes I Wake To A Trickle Of Blood From My Nose, Sometimes I Wake Scared And Shaking. I Read, Go To Museums And Visit Lilly In The Afternoon. Sometimes I Read To Her, Sometimes I Talk To Her, Sometimes I Just Sit And Remember The Times, Remember The Times, Remember The Times." (james Frey, Pg.119)

What's Crazy Is Living Your Life According To Some Book Written By Someone Who Couldn't Imagine What Your Life Would Be Like.

That's What Ever Great Writer, I Believe, Has Done Over The Course Of Time - Is They've Figured Out New Ways Of Telling The Same Stories.