future me

Nearly forty years ago, at a time of my life when I still sported a fine head of hair,  I had a girlfriend called Jo. She didn’t drink, smoke, take drugs and yet was one of the happiest, funniest people I knew. She certainly never went unnoticed at parties. She was in many ways almost the polar opposite to me at that time, as I relied almost entirely on the consumption of chemicals and other “stuff” to make me feel “happy”. Once in the spring as she was storing her winter clothing  I saw her put money into the pockets of a winter coat. I was curious  as to why…