I knew the house would be cold as I approached it with my teeth gritted in anger.
It was thirteen degrees outside as I spent the day working my dead end job. The heater in my truck sucks. My mood was dark.
The thermostat is enemy to my wallet and I resent that. Warmth is a basic human need, it is life. But when the wallet is thin then so is the comfort.
I settled into the recliner with layers, a blanket and brown liquid heat in a glass.
And wondered where the logic was, the justice; wondered how much more dignity was left to sacrifice.
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