A lot has happened since my last post. I've lost my job, my girlfriend, and I barely know where I stand with anyone anymore. My trivia show has been canned for the rest of this month due to lack of people (wasn't my choice). I may be getting a roommate assuming I find a way to keep the apartment. I started smoking (cloves)--though I still rarely do so--and I can't think of the last creative endeavour I've attempted.
I'm in this spot where everything feels like it's ending or in jeopardy and I'm trying hard to barely keep things together.
What the future holds for me, if there is indeed anything to hold, I don't know. I wish I had something profound to say here but words escape me.
This is just how life is for me. Struggling through a series of failures and bad timings. Attempting to deal with what is and begrudgingly moving forward. When people see me, they see a man who gave up. But I feel more like a man who wants to give up but hasn't--and that's probably the best thing I can say. I don't find the success in my failures and I feel like hope gets taken from me too often, but I didn't stop trying...and that should account for something.













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