I do that sometimes.
I usually end up crying.
The last time... I think I bought that silly kids book in kramer books because the cover art reminded me of Shel.
The story ended up being cheesy (and I'm pretty sure Karl still hasn't read it), but the cover art really just grabbed me.
Anyway... I started thinking about Shel again... I mentioned that to jonfmorse and he provided me with this link to Shel Silverstein's adult poetry andlyrics.
Rock the fuck on.
I've been thinking about a lot of dead people lately. Heh.. specifically Tom... specifically this.
I still wonder if it was the right thing to do.
I still don't know if I did right by him. I still worry about it a lot.
And I still can't really talk about it.
I think tonight I'm going to have to dig out Where the Sidewalk Ends and A Light in the Attic and do a little reading.