When the welfare office shut and I lost my important personal documents, I had to slum it. I was lucky. Someone took me in for a short while. But I was on another planet. I didn't wanna be where I was, but losing the lot I had had not fully sunk in by that point. Anyhow, we've progressed to today. Back in the lap of luxury. Never run out of funds so as not to keep the pipe handy is my lesson learned. I'm far more driven on my pipe, not to mention creative. I didn't wanna get handed over to the doctors but I was fairly beside myself so just as well I learnt a lesson. Had to happen eventually.