I walked down to the dock and looked for boaters. There were none. Summer Is So Over.
There's a constant chill in the air but I’m still dressing like it’s warm. I walked down to the dock and looked for boaters. There were none. Summer Is So Over.
The results of my last cancer test have not come back yet and I feel a little nervous. I get anxious every ninety days, when it's time for the test. Worrying about cancer coming back takes a lot out of me and I feel sluggish. Hopefully, I’m just tired because I didn’t sleep a wink last night.
I still feel the loss of Steve Jobs. There’s something so disturbing to me about this hi-tech warrior dying from cancer - but anyone can be stricken.
I’d always thought I’d be hunted down by an appropriate Rock & Roll malady – but I’ve not had a recreational drug or drink in my body in over seventeen years. Summer Is So Over.
I get anxious every ninety days when it's time for the test
Worrying about cancer coming back takes a lot out of me and I feel sluggish
Steve Jobs
I’d always thought I’d be hunted down by an appropriate Rock & Roll malady-now I've got 17 years sober
Summer Is So Over