Everything Comes Out The Wrong Way

Now, the problem with this story is that it doesn't really have a clear beginning. Which things were the causes and which things were the effects? I can't remember all of it exactly right. The dates and places are washing away with every year that falls. Maybe if I smoked less weed or drank less beer, my memory would be less fucked. But I'm not willing to test that theory.

Besides, I think it makes more sense if I tell it like this.
Categorical and not always chronological.
And not told in the simplest or clearest of ways. Just saying.