So here I am, it's Saturday night and I've got reefer and takeout Chinese food. I just finished watching season three of Trailer Park Boys and life is good as long as I don't think about all the things that worry me.
Like what, farmboy?
I'm not thinking about that stuff. I'm thinking about music and laughing at the TV show...
Trailer Park Boys?
Yeah, man, it's so fuckin' funny. I love that show.
So today I played guitar and didn't do hardly anything that I meant to do. Either I'm a total fuckin' loser or I'm just a regular guy who needs a Saturday off after a week's worth of hard work. Or maybe I'm just lazy.
Come on, farmboy, give yourself a break. You think badly of yourself all the time. It's time to stop telling yourself how wrong you are about everything.
I know, man. But it's hard. I've always been this way, you know.
I can help you through this, farmboy. I want you to succeed.
I want to succeed, man. Or at least I want to want to succeed. I want to be a full-time musician this summer. I want to get in better shape physically. I want to quit spinning my fuckin' wheels, you know?
And you will. But you're going to have to treat it like you do your rehearsing. You're going to have to work at it every day.
And how do you propose I do that?
Positive actions, farmboy. And positive thoughts.
I already do that sometimes.
That's how I know you can do it. That's why I have faith that you'll succeed.
Really, man?
Yes. I also know that you're a hard worker when you want to be.
It's that wanting-to-be part that's hard.
Nothing you can't handle, farmboy.
You're right. It's like that Alcoholics Anonymous thing, one day at a time.
I like that you reference both AA and Trailer Park Boys.
All in a day's work, man.
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