Hope you enjoy it.
There's things happen in your life what go clean out your head. They don't mean nothing, see. Most of your life's like that. And there's some things you remember cos they was good and they make you smile even though nothing's ever comin back the same as it was, no matter how hard you wish it. And there's people. Good people. People you won't never see again. People what you loved so much it tears you apart just thinkin of em. It tears you apart cos you know you won't never see that look in their eyes or feel their hand on your shoulder or what it was like just bein with em.
It's all gone, see. And now there ain't no way you can tell em how much you loved em.
Not fuckin ever.
There's them things. But there's other things what happen, other things you don't never wanna remember, cos they hurt. They hurt too fuckin much. And when you close your eyes it's always them things what come shoutin and screamin and crawlin out the mist in your head.
May 5th Nineteen-seventy-five . . .