I worry about a lot of things, but I donโt worry about achievements. I worry primarily about whether there are nightclubs in Heaven.
Tom WaitsNow its raining its pouring the old man is snoring now I lay me down to sleep I hear the sirens in the street all my dreams are made of chrome I have no way to get back home Iโd rather die before I wake like Marilyn Monroe and throw my dreams out in the street and the rain make โem grow
Tom Waits