Sometimes you just dont wanna hear about shit.

Specially to walk into the Brooklyn family homestead this weekend to show my face, and to hear grumbling about how mail isnt reaching folk, specially checks to the phone company and the landlord. A lot of mail is being held up due to this latest scare..

That of course makes me worried, as my own poverty affects only me - but I dont want to see anything happening to Ma.

Funny how I wont deign to dig ditches for myself.. but if my ma has to do without, I freak...

I moved halfway across the country the last time that happened.
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