I wish I was so high right now that I could really just lose myself in music the way I did when my friends and I would get a pound of weed, smoke our brains out and just get so into music there was nothing else in the world that mattered. What the musician was saying to us... that was our bible. I long for those days. Those days when we laughed until we cried and stayed together for entire weeks at a time. We had a special bond that has never been broken. I have been friends with these people since I was six years old. Guys you could sleep with, I mean sleep not sex and never had to worry about being taken advantage of, brothers. We had our own cocoon no one could penetrate it. Family, extended family. Closer than blood... family.
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