He brags of his misery, he likes to live dangerously....
He's sure got a lotta gall to be so useless and all......
Bob Dylan
So over coffee and beer, Michael told us how somedays he forgets to eat food. I was thinking to myself how I also used to be completely poor, (recall shoplifting a can of Dinty Moore Beef Stew from a filthy convience store, or waking up cheek pressed against a disgusting public toilet in a Downtown Atlanta MARTA Station). Even now I am only one divorce away from living in a garage or Dani's couch.
But I don't recall being so chipper about it. I don't remember being so optimistic.
Today I'm not completely poor. The worst that happens to me is that some days I forget to eat cookies. But not this day. Against the wise words of my old man, I foolishly took the whole bag with me when I went to watch TV and before I knew it I had eaten every last one of them. And felt like I might throw up.
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