Sometimes I look at all the people I know and think I have given up too soon on several of my endeavors. If I’d have just held on a bit longer, I’d be the one in the spotlight stage front lit up and making things happen. Seriously…some of the people I know were far worse off than I was before that golden ring finally found their grubby fist. If I’d have just stuck around…that big ugly “what if” kills me sometimes. Nothing worse than sitting there at the paycheck factory and hearing an old room mate howling in your ear over the radio. Reminds me why I drank so hard for so long.
Ok…enough of this.
Back to the brushes.