Fall Out

Ever had a falling out with someone (neighbor, friend, family member, lover, business associate, etc.) and then find yourself obsessing wondering how the f*ck you'll ever be able to extricate yourself from it? Yet with each apology, or peace offering, you end up sticking your foot even deeper into the proverbial sh*t?

Ever wonder how you be able to say "Hi. How are ya?" with a genuine smile if you happen to run into them on the street, in a cafe, or at the grocery store? Will the dreadful sick-to-my-stomach-I'm-surely-going-to-retch-now feeling that you might see them out & about ever cease? Will there come a point when just hearing about them in passing from a mutual friend or family member stops making you feel like your heart has been violently ripped out of your chest (for the umpteenth time)?

I'm just curious. Because this has kinda sucked enough already.

MySpace is the Devil.

What is it about that frackin' place that brings out the 12-year old retard in us?

Jay-sus! Get thee behind me Satan.

I'm sending out mass apologies to the universe, just in case the people they are intended for don't actually read their own MySpace email(s).

I'm an ass. I had no business having an opinion about where you are at in your life. I hope you can forgive me making such a public display of my opinion.

You're still my Rock Hero brother. That ain't gonna change... I just need to take ALL people off of pedestals (Rock Heroes and regular folks alike). They are far too lofty and unstable a place to ask someone to stand for long. Better you should have your feet on the ground, standing shoulder to shoulder with the rest of us. It's much easier to offer our adoration & appreciation if we can look you in the eye anyway.

So dude. I'm really sorry.

The end.