Both my friend and I have mental and emotional injuries. But we enjoy cooking for each other and we can deal with each other’s chaos while we try to help each other! For instance, she tripped over my new drafting table while we were trying to put it together. Everybody’s OK, including the table!
Anyway, I was explaining to her about the plants on my porch and how I put old food in the ground to make compost.
“So if you put food in the ground, it will make dirt?“
“Yep. Mate, nature makes dirt out of everythin’.”
“Includin’ us!“
“Yep. I would make good compost too, but don’t put me in the garden, else you’ll accidentally dig me up one day.”
“Ha ha ha! That is too funny!”
We laughed for quite a while before we got back to the subject.
So Vicky says to me, “Most of us that have worked have worked for almost nothin’ till we’re all broke down.”
“I know, right? It’s like all the baristas, service station attendance, janitors, fast food, workers, retail store, attendants,janitors are all just garbage if they can’t pull themselves up by their nonexistent boot straps!“
“That’s right, we are just nothin’ to them if we happen to have a problem! Or if we can’t seem to handle having nothin’!“
“Well, let’s go on to better things like the fact that we are here now and we have a place to live!”
I’ll drink a Mr. K’s frosty cold one to that!
I’ll buy if you fly.
Dialogue by FreepressGMA and Vicky Tini