You don’t get the big picture, the big fun, the big laugh and that’s a damn shame. Even sadness has its humorous side if you drink enough. For god’s sake man pull yourself up out of the muck and embrace life or at least grab its tits. There’s no reason to trudge through the days like you’re carrying a Buick Regal on your back. I see too many sad son-of-a-bitches hating every inch of life. Sure, we all have our blue times and our out of sort days but there is too much fruit on the trees not to pick it and eat it and be full. So fucking eat like the Romans and puke it up afterwards if you must but enjoy the journey. Don’t squander it. I’ll be watching…