I caught you knockin at my cellar door

I love you, baby, can I have some more

Ooh, ooh, the damage done.

I hit the city and I lost my band

I watched the needle take another man

Gone, gone, the damage done.

I sing the song because I love the man

I know that some of you dont understand

Milk-blood to keep from running out.

Ive seen the needle and the damage done

A little part of it in everyone

But every junkies like a settin sun.

WHERE'S WALDO?

waldo is dead. overdose. found in his truck. was there for 3 days or so.

fuck.

we werent that that close. but i knew him, i'd been to his house. he'd been to my house. i'd broken bread with him. he just could not stay clean.

we'd had a falling out a few years ago. there were alot of fuck you's back and forth and so on. i have learned that one of the most valuable tools of my recovery has been forgiveness. i cannot carry stupid shit around. so the last few times i have seen him i have been nice. i saw him a few weeks ago at a picnic. we spoke - it was good. the last interaction we had was us smiling at eachother as i walked away. i am so glad for that.

when my friend called to tell me, i said that i was so glad that i was nice to him the last time i saw him. my friend said good, cause alot of people werent. there's a weird thing about people that get clean. all of a sudden people who arent or cant get clean are bad? i get irritated. like for example some chick was sharing about her nephew or someone who was still using and causing all kinds of drama in their family and she was like all mad and shit. so i shared that it's amazing how people get clean and then get all SHOCKED AND APPALLED when the still using addicts in their life act like ADDICTS. shit. HELLO? that was you once! remember? never ever forget where you came from. it's not a good thing.

anyways so alot of people were ever so self righteously DOWN on him. all that is required to be a member of any 12 step fellowship is a desire to change your behavior. we are not to judge, we are to have compassion and tolerance. fuck them. it could of been them. it could of been me.

anyways.

rest in peace waldo.