Hello Notes,
It’s good to see you again. What’s that, yeah… I’m still at the Mission.
It’s not so bad, the dorm just reminds me of boot camp and once you get over all farting and coughing, it begins to sound like music 😖.
Though when dudes start moaning or stand for too long in your space, well… I’m not far off from yelling at the next one.
As I lay here… I think how difficult its been to save money; paying the storage, phone, food… They make great effort to feed these old cats but sometimes the food makes me sick.
I’ve been working but I only sleep 5-6 hours a night, my sleep currency is low. I’ve had a few interviews with Trimet but its becoming a hassle to verify my identity, just so I can take the CLP test. I also discovered that my license is suspended for a ticket I haven’t paid yet. I don’t think that’s fair but i guess I’d better get on that.
BUT
I’m starting to second guess everything now… I don’t sleep enough, I don’t eat like I should everyday, and I’m really not as nice as I think I am. Don’t get me wrong, I’m kind and have a genuine interest and concern for the human race but we’re all too smart, too stupid and way too sensitive ….yes, I’m a sensitive fuck too, I know.
Sigh…
I’m just fed up with everything right now, if it weren’t for art and the noise i make on my shitty, dying laptop, I’d probably be in a hole somewhere.
Anyway…. I need to sleep so i don’t fall off the lift tomorrow at work; that’s a long drop and the thought of dangling in the air in my harness doesn’t sound like much fun.
Good night Notes
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