Days are Numbered?
I've been out of control lately. Everyone can see it.
I've been gaming women like my life depended on getting them into bed.
I've been shooting pool lights out as if my last game of 9 ball was days away.
And I've been drinking like Bukowski did in his prime.
Someone theorized that its all because I'm freaking out inside because soon this life will be over.. and a new one will be beginning.
It will no longer be about me...