In which our hero, who was born to write songs, tries to figure out his life with help from the interviewer.
Tuesday, July 30, 2013
I ain't scared of working
Hey, can I ask you a question?
Sure, farmboy. What's up?
Do...do you like me?
Of course I like you. What kind of question is that?
I don't know. I'm just fighting being fragile and feeling stupid like I've made every mistake that it's possible to make.
And why are you feeling like that?
All these stupid problems, all these disappointments. It's the fuckin' money thing again, man. There's gotta be something I can do, you know? I don't know, I must be fuckin' stupid or something...
You're not stupid, farmboy. You're frustrated and worried and dumping shit on yourself isn't going to help you. You need more confidence, you need a better self-image.
And how, o great interviewer, do I accomplish that?
Well, you'll need a plan. And then you'll have to do a lot of work.
I ain't scared of working, man.
That's good.
How about the plan part?
I can help you with that, farmboy.
Thanks, man.
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