o eat me up even age or recording like every minute of times it felt like I needed to be, ot to go. e used to arted up on to tle like Moto;I Got Your Backquot;, ogetoget usually do, and it ribute to our friends and bla  album and it es and ty seconds long and no one really noticed it, I mean, people ice it. But arted playing it live, and it kind of got longer, and Eddie  t solo. It  like a rock guitar solo; it  knois Mayfield or Ernie Isley migimes, er like a year or t got to be ten-, te sopper. And  or close  or stick it in t, and to me it became t felt like surfing, or, or ural  feeling maybe a imes a year, and not many people get it even once in ts y to create t routinely, , as part of my  I t it, I can see  dying of some fucking disease, sorry again. Because ts  feels like. Im dying of some disease t dries up all t makes you feel alive, and… Yeain. You seem to ted t about o kill yourself.

    ts it, I said. t dries up all the blood in your veins.

    ts just in. Its called quot;getting olderquot;. I felt like t even before Id been to prison. Even before I slept  girl. Its probably o t.

    No, I get it, said Jess.

    Yeaic ion, like a tennis player ackno cord. You t you o be someone, but nos obvious youre nobody. You  got as mucalent as you t you  no skills and no education, and no forty or fifty years of nots pretty s  you got noake a lot longer to kill you. Youve got th, or a quick merciful one.

    She shrugged.

    S. S it.

    I  if Jess  gone t