Letters from Sanford Street # 538

I really don't know what to do for money right now. Everything is such. everything is in such a lousy state right now. College. What a disaster. I really can't go. I don't know why things had to go the way they did for me in Arlington. What a disaster, what a nightmare, what a nightmare I'm still Living in.

[11/20/2023]

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Okay. So. What am I thinking? I'm just. Fucking. Facing near-term challenges. Getting these balances down is the main thing. Juggling. Headache. What am I thinking? What is my. Idea?

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I figured I'd start work late, rather than leave work early since it's somewhat difficult to find parking at my apartment complex when I get home kind of early in the morning, like, 3 AM or whatever.

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