I'm Not One Of Those

I Do Have A Family, And I Do Have Friends, And So-called Friends, And Acquaintances, And Many Other People I See Only Around Christmas Time. Maybe They Could Vouch For Me. Maybe They Could Testify To My Existence And Save A Part Of Me That Thinks I'm No Better Than A Bag Of Potato Chips.

I Lead A Simple Life. I Feed The Fish. I Walk The Dogs. I Cook Dinner. Occasionally I Take A Meeting.

I Dont Mind If Somebody Comes Up To Me And Shakes My Hand, But If Im In The Middle Of A Restaurant And Somebody Asks Me For A Picture, I Can Be A Jerk And Say No, Or I Can Say Yes And Draw More Attention To Myself, Which Is Exactly The Opposite Of What I Want.

Acting Found Me. I Thought Maybe I Should Try To Find It Again. We'll See.

I Am A Collection Of Thoughts And Memories And Likes And Dislikes. I Am The Things That Have Happened To Me And The Sum Of Everything I've Ever Done. I Am The Clothes I Wear On My Back. I Am Every Place And Every Person And Every Object I Have Ever Come Across. I Am A Bag Of Bones Stuck To A Very Large Rock Spinning A Thousand Miles An Hour.