In early November I started drinking again. Heavily. Most of the past two months are a blur - bits and pieces of alternately laughing and weeping, screaming in anger at a world I know I can't change... urinating on the floor, crapping my pants, wailing over a past misspent and opportunities squandered... fearing a future darkness and suffering the agony of the present. I awoke to find myself in a psychiatric facility - again. Pharmacology to the rescue - I'm out now, and have begun writing again... I wish a Happy New Year to all - and musical solace from which we may all banish our demons..! My Love Always - Ed (the unemployable one)