The Stanger. How Random. Survival Amidst The Grey.

 When I got the message online I wasn't as surprised as I feel I should have been. Certainly those of us who aren't use to such things would have at the very least raised a brow. Though in my case? A case where I'm so close to being fucked by life that I can smell her perfume... I could only act. 

"Please be real."

"Please let my response be quick enough".

The stranger said it matter of factly. "I will pay you $300 for your pee".

Bet. Run that. Gotcha boy. I'll be there. 

The negotiations were simple. I worried about running into a guy who just wanted to see my dick. Or perhaps a freak who wanted to smell my piss. But who am I to turn down $300? 

Soon I realized this dude was a novice to the grey. But I, and this is unlike me, I trusted him. To a degree at least. 

The deal was done. I am drug and alcohol free after all. And I get to survive another day. And as for the weed smoking job prospect? Well he hit a low, but he was able to dodge a bullet. And honestly? I respect the Hell out of him to take the chance he did to secure his future. He admitted he was super sketched out to meet me. 

Respect bro. You took a wild shot in the dark and it worked. Even got a good story out of it. 

I told him to never meet a random weirdo, who goes by the title of an insect like your ol pal Butterfly, over the internet again ever again. 

Go get that job, fly straight, and thrive. 

And I believe he will..

Another day down. Another step closer to the dream. Another little Break Away. And another blessing from "Something"....

Something you're a slick bitch but I love you. 

Thanks. 

-Butterfly