I’ll never forget riding my bike past the Middletown NJ Transit Train Station and seeing all of the cars still in the parking lot at like 1:30 in the morning the night of September 11, 2001.
I remember getting off of my bike to smoke a cigarette and walking through the parking lot past all of these empty cars and wondering what they were still doing there before realizing that most of those people weren’t ever coming home.
The hardest part for me of trying time and again to write lyrics for punk bands was when I had to admit to myself that I had no opinions on anything.
Vegan Getting Ready for Fall Comfort Food Round Up
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