I asked him how he would describe himself, he was quite for a while, then with a suspicious grin on his face, he responded,
\n“Am like the patient guy in a bar, sipping a cold drink, watching, saying nothing. Just watching. I see it all.But I say nothing. I come here every day. I know the DJ’s best and worst days from the type of music he kicks off the session with. Sometimes, he seeks for music to save him. I wish him well.” He says as he looks towards the DJ’s deck.<\/p>\n
“I sometimes notice the newcomers, the ones with the broken hearts, looking for something, someone to make them forget. I can tell this environment is unfamiliar to them. It’s a cold world out there. Other newcomers are just new in town, looking for a good time, boy, and they do. “<\/p>\n
This confused me even more.<\/p>\n
“What are you hiding from? ” I asked.<\/p>\n
“I used to hide from pain a while back, but not anymore, my worst fears came true. Now I am a free man. ” He concludes with a smile.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
I asked him how he would describe himself, he was quite for a while, then with a suspicious grin on his face, he responded, “Am like the patient guy in…<\/p>\n