Adult(hood)

Been busy.
Working several jobs.
You know the deal.
On the grind and such.

Looking forward to next year when all this comes to an end.
One way or the other, packing up and leaving town.

We can only be who and what we are.
Good luck and happy hunting this weekend.

Found out a few weeks ago, I still have my teeth. I can still hunt down the prey.
I just preferred sleep to going in for the kill.

Probably going to stop drinking altogether soon.
The two times I drank heavy recently I had incredibly vivid sexual dreams of her.
Woke up feeling everything I used to feel.

This will probably be what makes me finally stop drinking.
I guess in the end even though I couldn't stop drinking for her, I'll stop drinking because of her.
Poetic justice, or something to that effect.