
without my mind whirling, mowing, releasing every little bad thing……

without my mind whirling, mowing, releasing every little bad thing……
son, this is killing you. give it up, it will never cure anything. prolonging everything, leaving you half insane. doc, i say, it’s not that way at all. Scotch Whiskey will ease my pain, your medicine is not quite the same……..

slowly going, last defient stand, the calendar will eliminate that….warm weather will be welcomed then…………….🌄

out of the past, way beyond the future…..
laughing at any little silly thing. smiling innocently. making me believe in everything…..
I’ll admit to some, maybe, sometime. meanwhile every one is new and exciting……

on his own, without supervision. bravely exploring everything ✨️
small town, big city, act naturally, relax….explore…..

sunlight changes everything ✨️
half way in between the middle and up and down. a place so fine, you’ll never leave. electric guitars 🎸 rock and roll stars 🌟………