this morning #156.

this morning, the impressive array of bottles scattered throughout his apartment made it impossible to ignore the idea that something was ultimately off. his mother had tried to get him to straighten up many times before but her advice was best ignored. his father had ignored her wholesale for years now & it was working out well for him. as his father’s son, he was enjoying himself too & who was she to question his lifestyle? when you forsake your own dreams, you can’t cast stones at those you think have forsaken theirs. little did she know that he had a plan. he had a band. they were going to blow up one day. that is to say, his dreams were way overinflated & would soon burst brilliantly.