
My life just keeps getting stranger and stranger. Last week a guy burst into flames right in front of me while I was sitting on Bench One. I tried to snuff the flames out with my jacket. To no avail. He ended up dying from his burns a couple days later…. Now I’m sitting here drinking beer on a Saturday night, thinking about nothing. Feeling uninspired…. Life is like that, I guess. You go from experiencing incredible traumas and weird strange shit. To just another boring mundane night…. My life often seems like having all these strange experiences crammed down my throat and into my guts. But I never quite digest them. Never quite make sense of anything….