Brand New
So, I might as well keep writing. I should start chronicling my ascent or descent into this world of adulthood. I am at the bottom of the hole I dug after I reached the bottom and someone through down a shovel. Wow. There are no more yesterdays. Only today. There is no future. Only one tomorrow. There are things that I feel like I need to accomplish. It's not just what everyone thinks the bare essentials of a living space are. They are my own personal goals. Fuck what everyone else thinks, I have to do these things so I feel like I have a life.
I need a bicycle. There is not enough money for food. I will go hungry. There are things that I need to do alone. Will Clyde stand with me? It's my brother's 15th birthday tomorrow. Will he see a strong role model? I want my family to be proud of me. What better place to start then at the bottom?
Today Clyde and I hibernated, reading and smoking pot until 2, then we walked up and spent 15 dollars on one hot meal. The other five dollars is for my ID, no exceptions. I need a shower, and to check the mail, and to call my mother and email my grandmother. But, as always, tomorrow. I don't have the energy, these books are too interesting. My downfall is always laziness.
I need a bicycle. There is not enough money for food. I will go hungry. There are things that I need to do alone. Will Clyde stand with me? It's my brother's 15th birthday tomorrow. Will he see a strong role model? I want my family to be proud of me. What better place to start then at the bottom?
Today Clyde and I hibernated, reading and smoking pot until 2, then we walked up and spent 15 dollars on one hot meal. The other five dollars is for my ID, no exceptions. I need a shower, and to check the mail, and to call my mother and email my grandmother. But, as always, tomorrow. I don't have the energy, these books are too interesting. My downfall is always laziness.