Friday, March 25, 2005

Gee, if I had been given the right book

I'd be richer than Bill Gates. Or if I had known I was going to live this long, I would have taken better care of myself. If wishes were free beggers would ride. Like dancing on the Titantic. Speak of angeles and they flap their wings. Speak of the devil and he appears at your door. I'm a fuckin' confused person like you, struggling to get through the goddamn day. I had houses, women, children - a lot of things. Everything went out in the divorce. It was a typical divorce, very punitive, which destroys the ability of the income earner to really recoup a life. I got divorced at the peak of my earnings and I'll never again match that peck. It's very hard to make money, harder still to hold on to it. I've let a lot of money slip through my fingers. All of men's problems stem from their mothers.

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