Empty pockets lie tongues out in east and west direction. I shook out my bag rigorously hoping a penny will drop to save the day. I searched every corner dutifully to check if I carelessly tossed a kobo in the time of plenty to hidden corners. Fast enough my reality dawned on me and I pronounced myself officially broke.
Flashback to two weeks ago I had hefty load on to my account from my shared hustle. It felt good, i had more than enough. With much euphoria I spent more than enough, every item posed as a possible purchase, I suddenly felt responsible for everybody's well being. I lavished as the Don but not without a halt. A friend I regard insightful told me money had winds and should be tied down if it must stay. It didn't make so much sense to me until now. Immediately he said it, I checked my account and I couldn't just see the wings. From one transfer to the other, day in day out till I could feel the sound of the beats on my almost empty account. Just yesterday, I did the final withdrawal. Here we are this morning with no hustle to sap from, no cash to rest on and the big boy of 2 weeks ago cannot put food on his own table. I have learned the hard way, the next hustle pay must be tied to chains so that they can reside over the raining days and dry seasons.
The chain of saving here I come.
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