Accumulation of thoughts...

Accumulation of thoughts...

It took me a long time to get down to writing something here...

Tons of thoughts are flying by in my head so fast that it's hard to catch anything...

More and more of them come in every day...

Unfortunately, I won't get any younger, I won't undo my past, and it's hard to move forward either...

I thought for a long time whether to write anything else here, but as is usually the case with whiskey, something just struck me..

I thought I had gotten rid of certain things within myself, but during the separation from the woman I loved, Love and will Love, something inside me hit so hard that my demons started acting up again and with great force...

It's damn hard to explain all this to yourself, let alone to anyone else...I am slowly starting to lose myself in my own thoughts, knowing and knowing the future I have the impression that I will run out of strength at some point.. But for now I am fighting... Every day I am haunted by the standard questions "what if?"

A good face for a bad game? Yeah... Either way, time will prove me right, and anyone who thinks this is calling the wolf out of the woods, well, they're talking nonsense...

"And the only thing a gambler needs

Is a suitcase and a trunk

And the only time he's satisfied

Is when he's a drunk

Oh, mother, tell your children

Not to do what I have done

To spend your lives in sin and misery

In the house of the rising sun"

DaTa** out.