Something is wrong with me.

Something is wrong with me..

I asked myself often. Did I choose my journey? Or am a man, running in circles for the hateful men and greedy men. Bukowski told us. You must toss the fake shit away to see what is real. Don’t follow the liars and it won’t be easy to do the right things. Hard days, hard life teaches us. What is sweet or not?

Coyote