This ain’t the big one, but it sure hurts like hell and I’m too stoned to dwell on it now. You’re not the one, but what the hell, neither am I. But, that’s neither here nor, Why? Does it really matter? Every time it seems that I’m getting somewhere…I pause to dream to catch some fresh air! I’m not really sure just what it is I’m supposed to be. But, isn’t that just like me? Wouldn’t you know?