A Library, Not a Feed
The Survival room.
I have just put the kids to sleep and the house is quiet. My day has just started as they usually do at night for me, as I don’t have to play a role. I step out onto the balcony with my Kirkland water and phone, checking the camera in the kids’ room occasionally, watching them sleep on the small screen. I open the notes app and start writing.
Read more →I am in so much pain. Two days ago, I got rejected for a job I had applied for. I have been job hunting for a while and this one looked like something I could easily get because it sounded like something I could really do and do well with little to no training.
Read more →I want to be rich.
Read more →2:42 a.m. It's my birthday, a step closer to the third floor. I am lying on my bed, sandwiched between my three-year-old and my four-month-old, staring at the...
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