Hi, I’m a poet now I’ve never been very into poetry, which probably says more about me than poetry, which we all know sucks.
Seriously though, I envy everyone’s ability to enjoy anything. I get a choke reflex from raw tomatoes, and I am jealous of everyone who slaps a slice on a sandwich, sprinkles a little salt and rolls their eyes back in the head with ecstasy. The more healthy things we enjoy the better off we are.
My years as a highly naïve and woefully under-resourced baseball memorabilia dealer At some point in my childhood I got an allowance, a $1 to $5 affair. This was peak 1980s and I am very much a (recovering) 80s kid. Capitalism is king. Greed is good. Etcetera.
Ultimately there were three things I spent money on:
Slushies (I’d clip a coupon for a 25 cent slushie out of each Sunday paper) Video games (I’d play 3 games of Street Fighter II with the remaining three quarters) Things that I thought would make more money I wasn’t a completely unsuccessful entrepreneur, I’d occasionally run a candy arbitrage operation where I’d buy candy at the drug store for about a quarter and sell it for a dollar at school.
Drivers will blindly pilot a car into an oncoming lane rather than wait literally 20 seconds Over the last couple of years I’ve taken to riding an electric bike. You should too, it’s great. It’s the things that are good about bikes, without the necessity of it being an exercise activity. Where I live in Atlanta, you are always one hill away from being covered in sweat, and so a little support is welcome.