Drawn to sadness

So I've had enough of this closing my eyes to sadness stuff. I say bring on the sadness! So here I am, partaking of sad art.

Sad art?

Oh, I'm trying to be funny but it's not fuckin' working. What I'm referring to is I just saw this movie about this hiker guy...127 Hours. It's, like, great but it's excruciating to watch. I'm glad I did, but, man, whew, I mean...

I heard it was pretty intense.

Yeah. And now I'm reading this book called Half a Life by Darin Strauss. It's about the author who accidentally killed a girl when he was 18. I mean, he was driving and she rode her bike into his car...fuck, it's like the saddest book I've ever read.

So why then do you read it, farmboy?

It's hard to explain. I feel like it's my job, in a way. It's got something to do with songwriting, I know that.

(wryly) Hard to believe.

Fuck off, asshole. (laughs)

I've always been drawn to sadness, to sad things...Well, fuck, you know, I'm on fuckin' antidepressants and anti-anxiety medication, and my daily life is spent, in a lot of ways, dealing with mental illness, emotional illness.

You haven't mentioned that for a while, farmboy.

Well, yeah, because life has been calm. Which worries the shit outta me, to be honest. But it's always there, every day, believe me.

Hey, listen, I gotta eat something and brush my teeth and go to bed. But I'd like to continue this conversation at some point.

I would too.

Great. You remind me or I'll remind you, let's do it, man.