Being me is no different than being most anyone else, I guess.
When everyone goes home, you're stuck with yourself.
Music is the doorway that has led me to drawing, photography, and writing.
I'm not doing well. Don't try to talk about this to my sister Liz. She will know it sooner or later.
Andrew Wood's death changed things for a few weeks. I probably got even heavier into drugs after that.
I don't think any drug that can cause brain damage, failing kidneys, hardening arteries, pain, and suffering should be made available.