POOR IN SPIRIT, POORER IN POCKETBOOK

There's always that false sense of security, that blissful ignorance that precedes life's intermittent onslaughts of misery.

Today, life decided to sock me in the chest with a $670 car repair. My brakes had corroded to the extent of a highway hazard, and both front tires needed replacing. With one swipe of the credit card, my recent financial victories were blotted out, and I went from having more than $500 in my bank account to having $12.

And then, there's Her. Perched at the forefront of my mind every day, she is the unattainable future I wish I could claim. Human emotions are such jagged, complex, unwieldy things.

That's all for now. This starving student has pennies to count.