A light, foggy, ocean mist began to roll towards the compound I’d been staying at for the last three months – the Promises rehab facility. It was the beginning of April, and the spring season fluttered and bloomed around me as I sat waiting for Bobby to visit. Bobby was my bassist and childhood friend. Other than calls and texts, it’d been over a year since I’d seen him last. It was the third spring season to come since my complete fall from grace. The music had gone completely silent. I was a free man. Free from answering to a manger, a label, a band or a girlfriend. My entire life was a sad E! True Hollywood Story, or something from Behind the Music – literally. I’d watched those episodes more times than I could count. I even recorded them so I could watch whenever I wanted, and it was a lot. I’m a free man, I thought, but I wasn’t really free. I still thought about and what I’d done and Alyssa every day. All the things I’d done and continued to do while I was in and out of the four other rehab facilities around the country.
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