cash flowin'

Okay, this is going to sound totally whack, but I like being broke. I'm not talking about so broke I am eating $1 double cheesburgers from McDonalds every day or shoplifting tampons. I am talking about paycheck-to-paycheck broke. Yes, I live in New York. Yes, I have a grown-up job. Yes, almost an entire two week pay period goes to rent. Yes, I spend most of my remaining cash on booze. And yes, I love wasting my money because I am young.

I have a whole theory about money, which could pretty much apply to anything: it is easy to be unafraid when you have nothing to loose. Call me a nihilist, but when I have been the most free, everything is so fucked up that I cannot do any more damage. It is nearly impossible to live by such a self-destructive philosophy without freaking out the folks, but I really try to not need anything. Therefore, this Friday, when I get paid and my bank account shifts from the negative to the positive, I will be kinda depressed -- missing the daily hustle of gettin' that paper.