instant coffee and fresh bread

so. i've had less than sixty cents in my pocket for about three days.

but more than fifty.

which buys you less than half a small coffee in this town.

and i ran out of coffee and lamictal yesterday.

but wait. the white horse appears, unbidden.

brother. whom i was upset with when last we met.

well, $100 dollars later and about a quart of coffee on his dime, and all is forgiven. mostly because he didn't bring up the obvious.

fuck this. i feel like i'm just narrating for my own purpose. more and better to stick to topics.