For the record, I didn’t have a “weekend fling”.
It was more like a weekend fantasy. I was totally blindsided by it and she was COMPLETELY above my league.
Needless to say, I was in over my head so I panicked and sent her a few text messages which revealed my hand.
Do I regret it? Fuck no. Because it reminded me of two things: I’m still very much alive and not absolutely dead inside. But more importantly, it reminded me that true happiness is completely unattainable.
And that’s what ‘Beau Montana’ is all about: reminding you that your dreams will never happen. We are all doomed to live a meandering, empty life until mercifully die, never to be thought of again by anyone.
This is actually a good thing. As an artist, we thrive on this kind of pain and suffering. So in many ways this should HELP my blog. Yeah, that’s right.
In the meantime, excuse me while I go cry in a corner 👍
Stay strong brother man!
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Thanks bro, I honestly wasn’t expecting this to happen. I just didn’t know what to do 🤷♂️
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