Saturday, September 16, 2017


Woke up hot last night.  I knew right away.  The a.c. is out.  I've had it repaired twice this summer, so I am afraid this might be the end of it.  I'm broke and about to break.  A roof, insulation, and a central a.c. unit all in a matter of months.

A woman I work with had her house flooded during the hurricane.  It undid the foundation.  She, her family, and her cats have nowhere to go.  She looks like a zombie right now.

Such tales are ubiquitous.  I am not big enough, however, to be less affected by what happens to me.  There are two types of suffering--mine and others.  Not proud of this.  Just saying.

Fuck, shit piss, goddamn.

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