Stayin' Alive
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Yesterday I did what some might call the unthinkable & swallowed handfulls of Klonopin, Lorazepam & Vicodin. But the good people of UVA hospital were not lettin me go without a fight. If you've never tasted the yummy charcoal drink they give you to flush you out, well kids, you're in for a treat. So why did I do it, was the question so widely asked. In our culture it's customary to "tough out the pain," be a martyr, be a saint. But ya know, I've always marched to the beat of my own bodhran. So I did what I did & I'm alive & groggy. Us volatile, passionate artist/musician types are wont to act on impulse & that I did, yessirree. Now I'm not in a contest with Amy Winehouse to see who can reach the pearly gates first, frankly I'm sure she'll win. But whatever the demons, the aches that trouble me, I've got to say, right now, it's a beautiful day. Love, Angel