But in the end if I’m with you. I’ll take the chance

Cause It’s always raining in my head

Best part of this post is the truck behind Aaron Lewis. I used to have a ’72 Ford that looked just like it, though it never ran in my lifetime. It had been stored for many years and the transmission had been stolen while in storage. I thought that as a 15 year old child, i was going to figure that right out and as I found out that even in the year 2000, it was not easy to come by an engine for a 1972 truck. I’m not sure what happened to it but it was probably given away one I realized I could not do more than sit in it and listen to the radio and boy did I ever. It had a very specific smell in it, I think my dad would laugh and say ‘yeah varnish’ if I mentioned it. I still don’t really understand if gas turns into varnish but if I were to say that outload my male family members would wonder how I get by in life – the good thing is, no one ever calls into the helpdesk at work asking why 1972 trucks smell weird inside.

I decided to look into this and fuck… how does he know so much – I still don’t understand but yes.. varnish..

Not really sure how to feel about it.

I couldn’t make this up if I tried…. I had to get a ride to work today when my car wouldn’t start – making it a 2nd Monday in a row to be late.  The first song on the radio was eerie and the second wasn’t any better.. to make me not want to run to her crying..

I usually try to be a little tougher than this in public, but the radio did it – not me.

 

It’s going on 2 AM and I am supposed to be at work by 8:30 so I better find a way to meet her in my dreams.

Sometimes I don’t want to be tough anymore. I can’t wait for the day that she touches me softly….