Healing happens haphazardly in its own time and season beyond our best efforts noble as they are. Healing happens as normalcy returns the small moments we enjoyed remember us again, it will be fine we realize, after all.
Action Jackson A creaky cursing gaunt cricket of a man all of five feet the first four pure braggadocio his head full of Cutty Sark he would shout it from the high barstools Cuttyyyyy!!!! Saaaark! drawing out the vowels in a throaty screech that pissed everyone off every damn time but that was what he liked best because he was Action Jackson to you eighty-two years dead drunk most of them but some said he made it in Hollywood with many bit parts just as many fine dolls on each arm and he still imagined them five whole decades later he still had it with the charmed bar flies one or another would stumble him home when he could barely talk or even see he drank so crazily he would get quite delirious then harrasing the boys shooting pool until one would shake a stick saying shut up you fool but he couldn't stop being himself over the bar's hard jukebox like one last call night I took him to his room around the corner a stout stucco...
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