1 day ago
I have around 40 written diaries & a thousand of songs on all sorts of media that will NEVER see an audience. I love it, never a waste of time. I feel more human because I have spent that time. My plan is in my final hours - if the gods allow it - is to spend those final minutes visiting my art reading - drinking a Barry Crockett Middleton - trying heroin and saying good night as my particles disperse.
Most likely I will die on the toilet.