the spirit of my radio

last night some jokers stole my car. the police recovered it the same day. they took everything inside including the radio. and it was the first time in like 15 years that i sat in my car alone and was in complete silence. and for the first time in 15 years i could hear my thoughts and really had a conversation with myself about me, my life, and my future.

turns out i hate myself and i don't want to talk to me very much at all. i'm buying a radio tonight. these bastards might have stolen my prized tracy champman cd, but they'll never take away my desire to distract myself from reality. i like to believe in the freedom of music. here are some kids that feel the way i do........