This card is reminding me of the early early period in SF when I was in my van in Haight- and Bender and I were starving.
Most days busking was so slow I couldn’t afford a bus ticket back to the van- those weeks were excruciating, and I told Bender that the only thing keeping my existence a float, was by sheer *will power alone.
Weed helped with will power replenishment
((The weed was “hippie tips” don’t @ me about this))
*see also; passion, spite