He's tried to make his dreams reality, but he's failed so many times. He escapes his weights with a bottle of whiskey and finds himself in a patch of rhododendrons. As he looks up at the stars, he hears the words of all the people who've asked him what his plans are, told him what a failure he is, scorned those dreams of his. When he finally silences those voices, all he can do is think about his current state - drunk again in the rhododendrons, he laughs sardonically to himself, over and over until he drinks himself into oblivion.
He's tried to make his dreams reality, but he's failed so many times. He escapes his weights with a bottle of whiskey and finds himself in a patch of rhododendrons. As he looks up at the stars, he hears the words of all the people who've asked him what his plans are, told him what a failure he is, scorned those dreams of his. When he finally silences those voices, all he can do is think about his current state - drunk again in the rhododendrons, he laughs sardonically to himself, over and over until he drinks himself into oblivion.