I can't let my mind dwell on things outside my control. I prepare as best as I
can, and think on my feet. That's all you can do.
Fear is the mind killer, after all. Those wolves never stop prowling around,
waiting for you to slip up.
So I just hit the gas, music blasting, hoping to scare the ghosts away from my
bus, while wearing a big stupid grin and dragging everyone else along for the
That's the only way I can keep going. I have to keep going. I HAVE TO,
there's no other choice. Everyone depends on me to keep the wolves at bay,
and I will. It's my turn to carry that weight.