Ever since my wallet got stolen I fell so trapped. I hate that this society has made it so difficult to engage in ordinary average life, without proof of identity. I have checks, but I can't write them. I'm 28 yrs old, but I can't go hang out with my friends at a bar because I can't prove it. I have money in the bank, but no access because the tellers are closed. But the I think the stangest part of this whole experience is that I don't actually feel that mad about it. It is just money and time that I will be spending, and I guess that it could have been better spent, but in exchange for a life experience, it could have been a lot worse. I'm just hoping that it was a crack-head that nabbed my wallet and not some identity thief. 
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wishicould-be having a better weekend