In which our hero, who was born to write songs, tries to figure out his life with help from the interviewer.
Saturday, May 4, 2013
You ain't the boss of me
I'm sorry I haven't been in touch more lately, man. I been writing, which I pretty much do every day. It seems to help. I mean, maybe you feel more like a writer the more you write, you know?
You are writing a lot, farmboy, and I'm glad to see it. Because I think we need to work on your lack of healthy self-esteem.
"We?"
Well, I would like to help.
Sure. I mean, thank you. You must be some kind of fuckin' masochist or something to want to work with...
Stop there. No putting yourself down.
You ain't the boss of me, man.
I just want to help you, farmboy.
Well, ordering me around ain't gonna do it. Believe me, I know.
What I really need is your support, 'Cause I gotta make some changes in this here life of mine.
You got it.
Thanks, man.
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