have had the hide to tell people I looked after myself...somebody pays for the food that is given out by soup kitchens and food vans, and it definitely isn't you! What happens when you get sick from eating out of garbage bins? Do you plan to save the community money by nobly dying on the street? Who will pay for your funeral? I've worked at jobs that required far more strength than I had too...and I'm just as tired of it as you are. So I'm studying to start again. You know why? Because I have no intention of retiring and spending the rest of my life on a pension, which I'll be eligible for in just three years time. And I'm paying for my own internet connection to reply to your crap too. So don't come online here evangelising to me about the great life you're leading, because I know exactly where you're coming from pal...you're talking to one of the original hippies, I've heard every crappy bit of waffle they can come up with, and spouted much of it too, in the past. And no doubt it will surprise you to hear that I still see the stars, and the sea and the trees, and there are rainbows and every kind of cloud and breathtaking vistas all around me, and the wild birds eat out of my hand. Your choices are your own, you are free to make them, but don't evangelise about how much better than us