In which our hero, who was born to write songs, tries to figure out his life with help from the interviewer.
Wednesday, June 24, 2015
Without all that pesky physical stuff
Man, I tell you, I just don't do nothing right. One week out of school and I'm just feeling…I don't fuckin' know, it's like I'm sick but without all that pesky physical stuff.
Sounds like you might be depressed, farmboy.
Whaddya mean, depressed? It's summer, man, ain't no time to get depressed!
Let's see then. Do you feel isolated and lonely?
Uh, yeah. So?
Are you worrying about money?
Well, yeah.
Are you bored?
Yes, I'm bored. I have all this free time on my hands.
Are you thinking about the past and the way life could have been?
(sighs) All the fuckin' time, man.
What do you think, farmboy?
Well, if I wasn't depressed before…
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