ANYTHING BUT A WASTED LIFE

I didn’t sleep much during those years. Between people coming and going at all hours and the constant fear, it was difficult to find enough peace to shut down my brain. I was a horrible insomniac until I was about eighteen. When you live with a bunch of cokeheads, you don’t eat much either. A stranger once asked me if I had polio; that’s how bony my legs were.

 

 

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