Despite the fridge being full of homemade leftovers
I'm eating Ramen noodles tonight--
call it a craving reminiscent of my Warehouse Days
when I somehow managed to live
on a thousand bucks a month.
I remember waiting for the water to boil
and for the cheap beer weekends.
My grandkids will only hear half of that story:
My Half.
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