I can't remember. I can't think. I can't eat. I can't sleep.
I can't think! dot... dot... dot!
Just for the record, I can't think. I drove.... and I drove some more....
... and ...
There was thanksgiving .... and there was Christmas, but it hasn't happened yet... and...
I went to Idaho, but I didn't hitchhike around the world, so....
I remember something. She grabbed my ass. First the right cheek, then the left, and then both cheeks at the same time. I was happy, but I'm still a fucking mess. There was some other stuff that happened. The cab driver said she picked me up. I asked her why, and she told me I looked like a lost puppy dog. She didn't know why I was in the parking lot.... neither did I. I came to in the tub, on my back, with the hot steaming water... raining... it was raining, and I was sweaty. I didn't wake up with the same clothes that I last remember myself wearing. Before that, there was some incident with a girl, and I was standing in the snow, wondering where I was gonna go, to hide from the snow. I didn't have anywhere to go. It was snowing really hard.
I'm a fucking mess! And then... and then.... and then... I didn't have an apartment. It was a duplex, with a huge yard. I couldn't pay rent; mostly my fault, because I got stranded in the snow, instead of working. Fucking girls. And there was $130 that wasn't paid back before rent was due, and now the person I loaned that money to is living in the place that... that pussy! I said the words "wet pussy" today, and it sounded wonderful. It sounded beautiful. I like the words "wet pussy". Today, it's not Christmas yet. I fell asleep on a couch. I didn't know I'd fallen asleep on a couch, until I jumped up in shock after she put her hand on my shoulder. I didn't know where I was, 'til I remembered. So I smoked a cigarette, and drove to Idaho. It really wasn't Idaho, but it was just south of the border.
