Grasp at Nothing

“The less I needed, the better I felt.”

― Charles Bukowski

The “bar low” winners cashed in on that corporate game of wage slave suck ass long ago.

We turn our noses up at their dirty clothes, toothless chemically enhanced grins and “scrounge for a living” work ethics.

But we are the ones who are constantly one bad day away from a major coronary flip-flop, one cut off in traffic away from a shopping mall full of shotgun spray, one desperate anxiety reducing cigarette away from crap coded cancer cells.

When you measure success by the number of daily laughs and smiles maybe the the cardboard sign warrior is way ahead of us ten hours a day salary chasing junkies.