The meds raised the bar.
On them, I had a chance.
Off them, I"d be a sacrificial lamb.
I relied on a combination of adrenaline and dopamine to get me out of pickles.
They were coming on hard and strong.
20 000 years from now, all would be long forgotten with an ice age.
'He will be homeless.'
The social worker had that one to rights.
It seems some people are more entitled to a roof over their heads than others.
I locked up a bike to a fence in a vacant parking lot.
I always had something to come back to.
