The money wasn’t great, but wait a second. Money, the thought of it at least, was a damned good thing. No longer would there be subsidies and charity from government bureaucracies and fed up family members. He was earning money instead of spending it and that felt good somehow. It was money he wouldn’t see for weeks, and quite possibly would never really see at all considering how quickly it would slip through his fingers to cover the various costs of staying alive. But it still felt good, unexplainably good. Even though the money wasn’t great, but wait a second…

no money

Without money (by Toban B.)