Span of 1 week:
(so far in chronological order)
-sever family trauma (can't specify)
-lost my girlfriend of 7 years, a girl I was convinced would one day be my wife
-lost my sweet dog, Newton
-lost my home
now I'm living as a transient between some friend's places and my mom's until I get a place for July. For most of my waking hours I feel as though I've been repeatedly kicked in the stomach. Yes, yes, familiar heartache.
...then today, on my way to work-out I realize I lost my gym shoes. I can't work out. I need to for my own sanity! After I accepted the fact that I couldn't exercise, I decided to drive to work. I got into my truck and alas, it wouldn't start. I have to get it towed, again. I have to spend money that I don't have getting to a garage and then getting fleeced by the garage. (again--- I went through all of this less than 5 months ago, the truck part I mean)
fuck
tomorrow:
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