For putting up with me as I go through an emotional life crises, so to speak, with me always on the losing end, and with a fearful, indebted price on my head that makes me stop breathing, as I sleep.
I promise to return to the usual stuff now, and the past is, after all, just the past.
The past doesn't want to know me, and I will obey.
But at least I have tried, and so that is something at least. I could try again, but I don't think I could do it any differently.
Maybe it is the old formulaic and predictable apology after the divorce thing , or maybe it is something else, and more.
But who cares.
I have tried to atone for the past, and to offer my Apology.
Oh well. I lose, as always.
All that other business is over with.
I will post a new banjo vid tomorrow.
Hope youse all like it.
And, after all, I was a banjo player first of all.
