I'm going to go out on a limb here, Will. You may not want to hold it as "truth". But whatever. This is my own truth and I offer it as I might offer a handshake.
What really, really upset me with your whole testical incident was that you seemed to have things so great, and you were just willing to let life claim you. Without a fight. How long ago was that? It was before I even began my climb into confidence, before I even really spoke to girls or people. While I was still just trying to get the fuck comfortable with life. And yet, all these things I saw you accomplished. You had dreams, man. And they were working for you (namely your band). Nothing makes me happier than seeing another's own creation (a dream, say thank ya!) come to breath. You had Bozzstock, or whatever. I cannot recall all the details, but there were many, and it really was pretty cool to know you and idly observe them.
I don't know... to not go down fighting when you have actually tasted some of the sweetest fruit life can offer, I was pretty offended.
If you would be willing, I would like to know more about your athritis (history and such). I would hear this well, say thank ya. It interests me!
