Here I am

So its late, and I am so drunk, as is befitting for my last night.

I listen to his songs and I cry, his voice is so touching, so poignant, and unbearably sad.

Its so terrifying, to be done here. My last stumble home across the overpass.

My last very difficult blog entry after a drunken Montreal night.

Goodnight, much love, its all over now.