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The bench by joel elston
The bench by joel elston









the bench by joel elston

My expensive leather loafers weren’t designed to walk around for days in one hundred degree weather without even changing socks. I was totally exhausted and smelled almost as bad as the Dumpster. Having eaten for the first time in three days, I realized I hadn’t showered or slept either. I clearly remember looking toward the sky and saying out loud, If there is a God, I hate you. As I forced down each bite, I couldn’t help but think how I had ended up eating out of a Dumpster behind McDonald’s on the Las Vegas strip. The cheese was crispy and the bun had hardened, but at least I was eating something. Tearing off the wrappers, I started to eat. Finally, I found a couple of burgers where the maggots had not yet penetrated the wrapper. Several wrapped cheeseburgers were one layer down but had maggots on the wrapping. While I sifted through the garbage looking for food, I could hear the buzzing of what sounded like a million flies. As I slid the door to the Dumpster open, I was hit with a wave of heat and an even more intense version of the foul odor. I felt as if I would die if I didn’t eat something soon I was desperate. The stench was making me gag, but it was not enough to overcome my extreme hunger.

the bench by joel elston

The smell coming from the Dumpster was vile, a putrid combination of rotting food, urine, and vomit. Joel Elston: Life, Health, and Recovery Coaching One 39909.png Library of Congress Control Number: 2015916328 I hope that someone who feels hopeless can see hope in my journey.Īny people depicted in stock imagery provided by Thinkstock are models, and such images are being used for illustrative purposes only. I do not mention any specific relationships unless they have a direct impact on the story, and when I do, the names have been changed. Others may have a different interpretation of events. It is certainly not a complete portrait of every day of my life, just information I feel is relevant to help one understand the amazing chain of events that took place in my journey. The events happened as I describe however, several names have been changed, and the timeline may be distorted. The views expressed in this work are solely those of the author and do not necessarily reflect the views of the publisher, and the publisher hereby disclaims any responsibility for them. No part of this book may be used or reproduced by any means, graphic, electronic, or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, taping or by any information storage retrieval system without the written permission of the author except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical articles and reviews.īecause of the dynamic nature of the Internet, any web addresses or links contained in this book may have changed since publication and may no longer be valid.











The bench by joel elston