Whiskey Tim

Tom Petty sure as shit couldn't have said it any better....

"you don't know how it feels to be me."

You can go your whole life with people telling you who you are, what you want, and how to do things. Now I'm not trying to get too deep tonight as I'm sure the whiskey is fueling this diatribe but if you ask me, I say fuck them. Fuck them in their stupid assholes. Case and point, the other day a complete stranger approached me as he was entering the train and mumbled "you don't belong here." Now when you live in NYC you hear all types of shit and see all types of crazy people. Some funny as hell, others quite disturbing. To be fair, I wasn't sure if the old man was talking to himself, to me, or the person standing next to me. Regardless, it shook me. The rest of the day went on like any other day but no matter what I was doing, in the back of my mind, I thought about what the old man said. And it made me question: "Why am I here?" "What the hell am I doing in this place?" "Am I in the right job, relationship, financial state?" "Do I have any idea what the next step is?" In full panic mode and near Xanax popping, I went to play some Howard Stern Show on my iPhone (as this tends to calm me down and escape whatever reality I'm trying to escape from). The opening song was Petty. Suddenly, it all made sense. No, I don't know. And it's okay not to. We have all felt this way (some more than others) at times but take comfort in knowing that we don't have to have all the answers. Sometimes, it's the questions that matter. Follow your heart and eventually you'll get it right. When all else fails, roll another joint, pour a glass of whisk and turn the radio loud. Until next time...

Go Fuck Yourselves,
Whiskey Tim

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9TlBTPITo1I