I worry about homelessness. I like to keep decent hours to be respectable and because it’s less lonely in the day. I laid in bed several hours and maybe it was the heat but I couldn’t sleep despite having gotten up before dawn that day. I think I really have it made having my own place and no responsibilities, but it has always been a downer, so who am I kidding?
Last month I barely got by financially. Everything has gone up so high! I’m thinking maybe eat vegetables because they are cheaper than fish and meat but will they satisfy? I can’t get a dog on this amount of money and when I tell my siblings that they don’t volunteer to help financially.
I swear I think life is fair. People have more than I but I don’t work and people who don’t work and have more aren’t better than I am.
I go periods when I am psychotic and cannot occupy myself because I cannot comprehend anything: tv, radio news, reading, or playing guitar. But I always come back around to having a mind. I love listening to radio news! The left winged news programs.