Get Your Mind Together

The coffee is miserable, but you drink it anyway, because you are also miserable and the two of you love company. Hendrix is playing in the background. He wants to know if you're experienced. Like maybe he'll offer you a job or something.

You're in Utah or Colorado. Probably Colorado, because it doesn't seem like Hendrix would be played in Utah. Unless it's Kanab, which hardly counts as Utah. Come to think of it, you might be in Kanab. Or Cortez, which is Colorado.

Like the Neil Young song. It was Neil Young, right? They wouldn't play him in Utah, either.

You could go for a sunset right about now. And a place to sleep. After the drinks, of course.

Hendrix wasn't necessarily stoned. But, and this is the point many people miss, he wasn't necessarily not stoned. Plus it's more of a continuum than a binary thing. Maybe he was halfway there, like Bon Jovi.

Geez, really? You know where they play Bon Jovi? Utah.

It's a bad state to be in. Better to be stoned. Or manic depressive, frustrating mess that it can be.

You try hard not think about Bon Jovi, but the harder you try, the more you think about them. And you remember a night long ago spent in an adult motel in New Jersey, where Bon Jovi is from. Now that was a frustrating mess.

Memories of New Jersey make Utah seem less bad. If that's where you even are. Really, it could be Colorado for all you care. Whatever, they're playing Hendrix, how bad can it be?

You signal the bartender for another. Yeah, the same as before, whatever that was. No drinks, no sunset. And man, do you need that sunset. You just need to get your mind together, like Jimi keeps saying.