I like to open with a complaint. I find that complaining brings people together – we’ve all personal grievances to air. I’m cash-impaired. This isn’t a new thing for me – the complaint is so well-worn it’s coming to resemble a whine. In the early days of adulthood, I was broke because eating disorders are expensive. Now it’s because long-term disability won’t get you rich. … Continue reading If I lost everything – an off-the-cuff joint.