Dirty Rain – Andrew Combs
Do not waste a breath, my friend, don’t sweat over judgments.
It is inevitable as the delicious wind; happy, disguised, they’ll certainly come to your doorstep.
Might as well knock over, knock you down along side your self-confidence, self-esteem, self-anything, and everything.
But love yourself the mountains over them … my best friend.
Love yourself infinitely over, selfishly be, over these mighty plastic blues.
As Reinhold best put it,”Lord grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can, and the wisdom to know the difference.”