Two Days...
Those of you who have read here over the past few years already know about my friend who plays the guitar, who does some fairly unexpected and troublesome things from time to time, who owns a piece of my heart for reasons beyond the comprehension of most people who have observed our painful relationship over the past nearly 20 years, who lives outside, who is an alchoholic. It has been almost 2 years since I really got it that I cannot help him by being helpful. He doesn't distinguish a lucky... Sign in to see full entry.