Teresa-Beasley
The barrel-chested writer wrote short sentences, lived in Paris, wrote in cafes, lived in Key West, loved cats, hated himself and ended up blowing his brains out.
When you are over a barrel that means you are confused, but what if you were under a barrel? Wouldn't that be worse? It would be fun to jump on top of a barrel turned on its side and balance yourself, rolling down a hill!