The weather is here Wish you were beautiful.
I have been drunk now for over two weeks.
I want to keep going as I have, to travel, read, perform, write, and enjoy my family. I've promised myself only this: no more Laundromats, no more two-shows-a-night, and no more deadlines. I'll work at my own pace.
Drive-in, you guzzle gin, commit a little mortal sin.
Lights are glowing in the palm trees.
I can only say the first thing that pops into my mind is I remember, years ago, seeing kind of a has-been country singer working - when I first moved to Nashville - in a bar in a Holiday Inn.