Sometimes...

Sometimes I feel like a motherless child!

I'm still not up to getting out. Tomorrow, I will have to do so for more blood work and my perpetual shot. Bummer, man!

I need another summer of love, like we laid on ourselves in '67. Man, we grooved to the great music explosion, like Soul Man with Sam and Dave, Brown Eyed Girl from Van Morrison, The Association's Windy, I Had Too Much To Dream Last Night by the Electric Prunes, Jefferson Airplane's Somebody To Love. These were like just the air hits, man,

Best of all, man, was the Monterey Pop Festival. Hands down the best Rock and Roll gathering ever. Like, the gods walked with us, man.

Love, my children.