Marcus realized he had been "Talkin’ 2 Myself" for three years. Telling himself he was too old, too broke, too damaged to start over.
He hit for $12.99.
He ejected the earbuds, walked back into the Kinko’s, and printed his resume on cheap, off-white paper. The guy on the album cover—the one walking toward a vanishing point on a gray road—wasn't walking alone anymore. Eminem Recovery -iTunes Deluxe Edition--2010
He skipped to the bonus tracks.
Not the standard twelve tracks. No, he needed the iTunes Deluxe Edition . The one with the three extra songs: "Session One," "Untitled," and the live rendition of "Talkin’ 2 Myself." He needed the whole story. The scars and the stitches. Marcus realized he had been "Talkin’ 2 Myself"
That was the part the radio edited out. The selfishness of survival. You don't get sober for your mom, your girl, or your boss. You do it for the guy in the mirror. He ejected the earbuds, walked back into the
It was 12:47 AM. The download was complete. He had listened to the entire deluxe edition in one sitting. The cold wind outside the Kinko’s wasn't so cold anymore.