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In my head Van Morrison’s Into the Mistic is playing, while outside the window a few finches are picking through the grass. It’s a relatively quiet morning as far as people goes, but the birds and a distant woodpecker are more than making up for it. I’ve more or less have gotten use to the semi-urban sounds of the neighborhood. With the pounding feet, the occasional argument, and the boom-boom of that one late model blue Monte Carlo in the parking lot. But I try to understand there is a bunch of young families in here that want to let off a little steam. No different then I did back in the day. While last night was a bit more quiet than most, I also know this week was in-between paydays. Last night I tossed and turned due to the vaccinations I got, feeling achy and feverish. But I do my best to avoid taking too much Tylenol, not because RFK said so, but because I got enough chemicals floating around in my bloodstream already. But after a groggy morning I wiped off the drool from my mouth and made up the bed. Sitting here now after taking my morning medication, I can now faintly hear the upstairs neighbors waking up for the day. I realize what I am saying ain’t got much to do with anything. But in a way, isn’t that the way we all like it. You know, things going off without a hitch? I remember how risk and reward was preached to us at business school. Where the greater the risk the greater the reward and while that might be true. Have you ever looked at the risk just beyond yourself? What about the executive assistant or the office manager betting their lives on the “risks” you’re willing to make? It’s a funny thing how when you’re playing with house money we all tend to get a little carefree. But for the working class there is no such option, they are treated like a commodity on a spreadsheet. With no consequence to you. Life is a lot like that as well, where anyone outside your wall or bubble is fair game to your attacks. If you enjoy what you read feel free to explore my other achieved stories and check out my Poetry Page and Merch page, it's all ad free no pop ups.
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