Ok its almost 2:00 a.m. and I should be fast asleep. But no such luck. Its one of those days when you just hang about all day, doing nothing much, but, come night, and there is this tremendous release of energy from some hidden reserve. And I mean tremendous. Its like how someone on speed would feel (I guess). Its like the raw energy you feel surging through you when you are up on stage, playing some good old rock music. "Here I am on the road again, Here I am up on the stage", something like that. Sitting here and listening to everything from Metallica to GNR to Sabbath, my fingers are itching to play the guitar. My legs are willing to run, willing to fly, willing to let loose. Wish I had a punching bag man. I'd beat the shit outta it.
Its funny, cuz I'm all happy and all, and normally one feels nice and relaxed in such situations. But here I am all pumped up about nothing! Its such a waste of resources man. Its more like one feels when one is angry and wants to lash out at everything.
Dash it all. I can't take this no more. Think I'll have to have a peg or two to calm my nerves down. This is when the contigency booze comes handy! Bring it on! Cheers mateys', I'm off for a stiff one. As Coolio once said, 'I'll see you when you get there, if you ever get there, see you when you get there...'
