Wednesday, December 17, 2008

Dog Day Afternoon

Went to the clinic.

Got my meds. I can work with these. With some leftover painkillers from last time.

Pretty soon, I'll be to high to write.

Or maybe high enough.

I did what I could. Imparted my 28-year-old wisdom. My knowledge. That's as far as I can go.

You have to walk the mile yourself. You have to want to walk it.

Others will try to influence you. Maybe because of jealousy or fear of success. Maybe because of genuine concern.

It's your call. Your life, your responsibility.

I can't and won't live your life for you. I got my own shit I need to handle. I need to take care of myself.

So good luck. Good night. Don't let the bugs bite.

As Captain Planet would say, "The power is YOURS!"