My brain was all right back then; it didn't get stuck in ruts.
No," mom says, looking at me in the eyes. "What's a triumph is that you woke up this morning and decided to LIVE. THAT'S a triumph. that's what you did today.
I want to live but I want to die. What do I do?
That's worst than gonerreha, man!
Is that the truth, Jimmy?" I ask without looking at him. "It's the truth and it come to ya!" I smile.
My family shouldn't have to put up with me. They're good people, solid, happy. Sometimes when I'm with them I think I'm on television.