Why aren't we funding this?
On my way into Baltimore today, I stopped at RoFo. It was a tad too early to eat chicken, but just the right time for iced coffee and a full tank. I juggled the things I needed to do today, along with the occasional bright idea, and a mix of negative-oh-my-god-when-will-I-be-successful thoughts. A man approached me. There's always a man approaching at RoFo. He was a bit teary eyed, about 28 years old, and he looked exhausted. "Sir I don't want any money, I just need something