I should be sleeping
Instead I'm searching faces in paintings to convey a feeling
Not just any feeling but one of
Stoic Acceptance
Like a breathing statue
And it's a long day, livin' in Reseda
There's a freeway, runnin' through the yard
And I'm a bad boy, 'cause I don't even miss her
I'm a bad boy for breakin' her heart
My mentor worked for our company for 47 years, he retired Friday. As I lay in bed staring at my window it finally settled in my brain, this morning I'm the one everyone will come to now. No wonder I couldn't sleep last night.