I haven’t properly chronicled the life and times of a man who lost his wallet and…well…everything else that proves he is who he SAYS he is. Its been a bit of a hectic time.

And by hectic I mean a slow methodical torture only equaled…wait, nothing equals this.

You think I’m kidding folks. I couldn’t pick up a regualar day job. Contract work? Fine. You can be any fucker and get that. But when you work for a company and they give you things like, I dunno, benifits? You need to be a United States Citizen.

WHICH I AM.

But I could not prove it. I say My name is Elon James White but according to documents I posessed. I was no one.

That was until Yesterday.

Yesterday was when my flonkin New York State ID came in. Holy hell, I’ve never been so happy. I felt like I was at the end of a quest. I thought it was a mirage. I kept poking the ID. As if it was going to magically disappear at any moment.

I will never lose my wallet again/and or I will never let my ID renewal lapse. Because thats what this was all about. Basically irresponsibility.

But now I’m human. Lets do something ID based. like drink, or bowl(yeah, couldnt bowl one night because of this ID shit.)

good day.

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