hehehehehe (((smiles))) to Perna...

it actually happened one time, i was in a place where depression is thick ( a bar) and watching the silent tv... i was thinking about my mom, my life... i was withdrawing from Zoloft...

i started to cry, just watery eyes, one or two tears... in the bar... well....

the bartender, an angel i knew as a friend... said, whats' wrong Darrel? .. i didnt answer, and she nodded to the tv and said, oh, the news? i just let it go at that..

we were probably listening to November Rain.. one of her favorites... and no, i wasnt drunk.. it was mid-day.. just having a coffee..