Scars

Going back to Country music for a short moment I would like to bring to your attention that not all Country songs are about dead horses, dogs that ran away, wives that left, and trucks that won’t start. This song I’d like you to listen to, or at least look up the lyrics to, is poignant. I can empathize with this song, or rather, it feels as this song empathizes with me (not possible I know but it’s a fairly accurate description of my life at the moment).
I’ll just include the chorus. I don’t claim this song, and all rights belong to the Road Hammers. (Please don’t sue me; I don’t have any money.)

Chorus for ‘I’ve Got The Scars To Prove It’ by the Road Hammers:

I ran on whiskey, I burned like gas, I went too far, I went too fast
I’d light a fire, just to walk right through it

Busted bones, dreams and tears, tattoo my heart like souvenirs
Love is just a word till you go through it, I’ve got the scars to prove it

So obviously not all this reflects my life but some does, and I’m gaining my own ‘scars’. I’m willing to bet (a dozen cookies) that you all have your own ‘scars’.
Have a good day. See you all Friday.