Chris Stapleton’s song lyrics of the same title go like so:
Well I drank a lot of whiskey in my time
And I’ve held a lot of women that were fine
And I made a little money, I blew every dime
Tryin’ to untangle my mind
Well I’ve made a lot of choices that were wrong
That the good lord spend too many nights alone
And I’ve been out on the edge, and I’ve stumbled ‘cross the line
Tryin’ to untangle my mind
So if you see me, and I’m lonesome and stoned
So far down, the devil loved me high
I’m just trying to untangle my mind
Well, I do what I do and I don’t know why
But I do what I do, ’til the day I die
No heartache for the ticket
So I guess I’ll pay the fine
Tryin’ to untangle my mind
If you see me, and I’m lonesome and stoned
So far down, the devil loved me high
I’m just trying to untangle my mind
Yes I’m tryin’ to untangle my mind
This is just a good song. It’s a mess in here inside my mind, and I’m not sure the untangling will ever be done. How the heck does this relate to this here HealthScare blog? I feel like I have a lot of conflated views about healthcare that need to be examined. I need to untangle my mind, unravel the thinking. Whiskey doesn’t help, but yea, weed does. So does therapy, believe it or not, just plain old talk therapy. And writing in my journals.
So if your mind is also tangled, you’re in good company. The company of Chrises. Me, and Chris Stapleton.