This was supposed to be so easy. Now my life feels stuck.
I am working on solving this impassé, but the stakes have never been higher. I’m ratcheting up an effort to get the machine of my existence moving again.
This blog was made to track my career, so this post seems maybe out of place, but I felt like it was important to say it here because it represents another milestone for me.
In the past few weeks, I’ve gotten a new phone, a bank account and am finally saving money. After so long struggling just to live, it feels like a real accomplishment to make it to this point.
Oh my god. Things are going to be okay.
Still working at Subway. Got a BlackBerry. Got a Vintage 50’s formica table.
Making bundles of money. Still in financial abyss. Working towards a set of goals.
Feeling old. Feeling new. Need a shower. Need to do laundry. I close the store tonight.
Love my girlfriend.
I just bought a futon. I’m going to buy a formica table, speakers, a receiver and maybe a camera.
I’ve never really talked about how I feel in this blog, because I’ve wanted it to be my work blog, but tonight I feel alienated and lonely, in the terminal sense. World-weary.
