Chapter 3:
Our dejected narrator is lost, nowhere to turn. Those that doubt him now take their turn to laugh at his failures. He misses the light still left in his life as he focuses on the negatives that plague him. "Hard to notice, gleaming from the sky, when you're staring at the cracks." He is turning his back on everything and feels that everything that could go wrong, is. "All the cracks they lead right to me and all the cracks will crawl right through me"... the hardships are endurable, but will take time.
Now, on to "The Celluloid Dream"
Chapter 3: Our dejected narrator is lost, nowhere to turn. Those that doubt him now take their turn to laugh at his failures. He misses the light still left in his life as he focuses on the negatives that plague him. "Hard to notice, gleaming from the sky, when you're staring at the cracks." He is turning his back on everything and feels that everything that could go wrong, is. "All the cracks they lead right to me and all the cracks will crawl right through me"... the hardships are endurable, but will take time. Now, on to "The Celluloid Dream"