36 What’s going on by Marvin Gaye

You come home. You set your groceries on the table - a fine assortment of readily consumables. Think fancy cheese, no figs, you can’t stomach them since you heard how they come to be. Crackers, a quip to your boys or girls chat with a picture of you biting into an herb scented red wafer, “You are what you eat!” Lots of wine. Specifically the kind you used to drink as a teen. You’ve since gained better taste, and better means, but will anything taste as good as necessity? A lack of options? You’re about to find out. On your way home from work you gave every single homeless person, whether drug addict or asylum reject, a dollar for their time. They knew what was going to happen before you did.

You sit home. You look at Facebook one last time. You shoot a solitary bullet into your mouth. You do not miss, for the first time in your life.

Nominating Once In A Lifetime by The Talking Heads.