Charles Bukowski lived his life as many things. He spent time working for the Post Office, chasing women, and he loved the horse races. Bukowski had a spirit that would find normalcy in the sad and beauty in the savage. Charles Bukowski’s work was powerful and hurtful, but it could also reassure at the same time. I feel like one of the best gifts from his work is that you are not alone, someone else has been alone and crazy before.