DAY 115: Look out your window. Write something funny about the first thing you see.

The first thing I see out of my window is my apartment.  I’m 31 and still don’t have a house.  Now I know it’s somewhat common in this economy, but as Jay Z puts it “being broke is childish and I’m quite grown.”  Jigga Man knows.  I feel defeated often because of where I am right now in my life, but at the same time, it’s been really promising lately. Obviously, when I look out my window, I see my piece of shit truck and it reminds me of my pauper bank account.  I see the squirrel who’s probably laughing at me for continuing to pursue my dream, but the damn squirrel is grey and black so what the hell does he know?  Maybe if it were a normal brown squirrel laughing in my face, it would hurt more.  I see some older folks in my apartment and wonder “will I be living here when I’m that age?”  But then I think, at least I didn’t lose $50K on a house I bought in the mid 00s and has since put me in the poor house like a friend of mine.  I think, it’s OK I still live as a renter.  Times are tough for everyone, so stop whining ya little bitch and get away from the window.