A lack of disposable income is like a leaky faucet, and neither is worth complaining about unless you’re thirsty and broke.
You may not believe that the above is a short story, but it is. Just stripped of all its characters, flow, prose and setting – but otherwise, it’s right there. Thirty two syllables of literary wonder. You’re welcome.
Also, that’s a really big hat. Do you ever wonder what’s underneath it?