it is difficult to post. There's just nothing to write, except about the lack. No thoughts from reading or conversations. It's just trying to keep up with the laundry so you'll have clean jeans to wear to the restaurant because you're waiting tables EVERY NIGHT THIS WEEK, getting up and forcing coffee down so you can do something in the office, ignoring the yard, ignoring the dishes in the sink.
And yeah, dealing with a temporary housemate who has no money, no phone, no car but does have lots of stuff to work out...that just adds to everything.
I'm not complaining, I'm just holding on.
Posted by mike at May 12, 2005 10:58 AM