It doesn't get any easier...

Jeff, I was out in west texas the other day looking at the stars. All I could think of was the time me you and Donna watched the persied showers while lying on Donna's back porch. We ate so many pills and drank so much Crazy horse, I got the hiccups for days.

I'm still stuck with the last letter I got from you...

no one here gets out at five...

i think brian had the right idea,
but didja ever notice how hard it is to cast off
the mortal coil?
just one more high...
just one more sunrise...
just one more climax...
just one more thick steak...

just one more...

fuck, i don't know what to do...
you comming up here over the holidays?

-j


I'll be there to see you one of these holidays.
I miss you ya bastard.