Fruit tree

Been in a fucking hole, right? I used to live in an old abandoned building with an orchard out back. Loneliest time of my life, even though I had AA. I didn't have working Internet or heat, or hot water the majority of the time. Basically, I was a fucking bum. I never felt more forgotten. Nobody knew me.

I'm back home with my parents now. Hot food, books, television, hot water. I may just be a drunken queer who has been listening to too much Nick Drake, but time has told me not to ask for more. The point of this post? I had to prove I still exist. I had to shout and hope someone heard me, because nobody did back when. Sorry for this post in advance.