The last time you started over
you came back as Kennedy,
a no-nonsense clerk in Chicago, right?
No family, no friends. Just a head-down,
all business, serious imports/exports clerk
who was going to be business-oriented,
and maybe figure out a life from there.

You started going to a bar, joined a darts league,
gained some weight, got the jacket resized,
met a girl… kind of usual stuff.
You made a bet on your darts team, didn’t you?

The cycle kind of makes sense from there
if you think about it.
However the bet goes, the bookie sinks his teeth into you.
You get hooked on the action, and eventually
you owe the bookie what?
Seventy large? Shit.
So your throwing arm gets busted.
So you embezzle some exports to balance things out.
So you get a little bit caught
and you turn a little bit state’s evidence
and you get a little caught doing that
and now it’s time to start over again, isn’t it?

Who do you wanna be now?
Johnson, maybe?