I ain't got no horse. I ain't got no horizon. Just sit and watch my cigarette burn on itself.
This is the final installment of my three part tribute to one of the most amazing and talented persons I've ever had the privilege of knowing. This person sacrificed so much for their art, and spent many sleepless nights smoking cigarettes and watching life go by from a "safe" distance. This person was a true inspiration, and I will always love them.