Winners and Losers

So I’m wondering if I live just long enough to finish paying child support, whether my ex-wife has actually won anything. She got my best years, and Lord knows she got plenty of money. The interesting thing is, now that I’m convinced my maladies are fatal, I don’t really care anymore.

Some people only survive by sucking the life out of others. They never get to experience how it feels to be blessed for their existence, or to work and struggle to earn it themselves. I feel nothing but pity (and a bit of revulsion) for them. They must always live in fear they won’t find another host. And their mouth will always be shaped like a lamprey’s, so once they bite on, they can hold on-- ugly, fearful, desperate… a parasite. Maybe I do care.