Drama is always on time.

Lately I've been struggling with demons from my past. The demons have a name.... tobacco and alcohol. Not that I've consumed either of the two demons... but I think about them often. Especially when DRAMA appears.

How could drama happen just two hours before, what is supposed to be, a great evening at Aloha Tower with Goapele and Erykah Badu? **sigh**

I'm irritated. Absolutely batty for a cigarette and wishing I could drown my sorrows in an extremely large glass of TEQUILA SUNRISE. But I won't. I love myself too much to entertain two demons... and I know if I did have a drink tonight, it will be me singing "blame it on the a-a-a-a-alcohol".