I'm a little bit depressed that I can't afford to go to the convention, but I'm more depressed that I'm still just barely getting by in general. It looks like I'll be getting a lot more hours at work in the future, but money's still going to always be tight.
At least if the hours increase a bit, I'll probably be able to relax a little. This constant, crushing, suffocating anxiety is really starting to get old.
And at least I can
still dream.