Maybe that’s the problem that I’m just trying to rush everything, and I’m not taking everything for how it is and how it should be. Just one second at a time is all I need, I just need to slow everything down and take it easy, relax and kick back the old school way. When the days seemed so long, and felt like I could do anything and it never seemed so hard. At least from what I can remember. Yeah right, and maybe my families weren’t alcoholics because of the disease but they realized they were better people when they were drunk, not necessarily when they were a drunkard and there is a difference.
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