There is $10 in the Fridge with a Bad Habit

Being forgetful, typically, leads one to realize that one does not have everything together as one might wish. Mr. Hamilton has forgotten, on a regular basis, that his new abode is actually temporary. Perhaps his new abode is not as temporary as the abode a book develops on the shelf in Barnes and Noble, but it is temporary. This has lead to several of my nights to be left without restful sleep. I spend the time worrying about homework, schedules, retrieving Mr. Hamilton, and the time. I am completely obsessed with not being forgetful and have in turned become forgetful. Mr. Hamilton and I do not have everything together as we might wish.

Once the realization of a bad habit is made, a process must commence to reverse the bad habit. This is typically the thought process of many. I, along with Mr. Hamilton, refuse to accept this practice. The bad habits have been realized, but these bad habits will not be corrected. Many will say that the error of these bad habits has not been truly recognized, but the real reason is that these bad habits really aren’t terrible. Mr. Hamilton and I are convinced, beyond a doubt, these so called, “bad habits” will make us stronger.

Mr. Hamilton currently resides in my fridge. I have yet to find my home. Until further notice, Mr. Hamilton and I, will be forgetful, immersed in our bad habit, and may seek isolation. Lucky for Mr. Hamilton, he has isolation, for now.