I live in a trailer park. It's sosuth of Chicago about an hour on the Indiana line. It's filled with the lowest kinda life forms that God ever invented. One of them is me. I work down the road at a Motel 6 two days a week doing laundry and sometimes can pick up a little extra money there. I work at the local animal shelter cleaning out dog cages three days a week part-time in the morning. I drink and smoke a little or a lot sometimes. Trying to get together enough money to reach California but probably will only ever get to Chicago.