I slept in till around 3pm and had some cool dreams. My car hot towed again. I think that’s the fifth car I’ve lost in my dream universe.
That’s how my day started.
The month of February is almost over. I’ve been off drugs and I’m now waiting for March and money to get high again. I may not have any money left anyway.
I fell a little behind on my bills because the electric bill nearly doubled this winter. Since I’m juggling an incredibly low budget and increasing bills.
Somehow I always seem to make it work.
I lost the hope of my last escape plan, and I’m on the brink of sabotaging this newest opportunity too. Depression allows failure to come and go without feelings.
It seems I have lost emotion in all aspects of life. I just exist. Blah.