Three weeks.
I’ve been gone for three
weeks. I haven’t touched a computer for
three weeks. Holy…something. If anyone is keeping up with this thing…sorry. I’ve been busy. Doing what?
Being alive.
I never realized how hard that statement
really is. Society never really takes
into account all the things we do for ourselves. The things we do not for anything more than
it’s right. Things like food. Water…flu shots…yes, I’ve been out for three
weeks with the flu.
I caught it in the middle of October,
and thought I’d be out for a couple days.
Have a nice story about how interesting it is to actually have the
flu. And then I realized that I was
roughing it along the Mississippi river.
In Iowa. In October. The stupid award goes to me, I know.
But enough about illnesses. I’m back, and showered, and I’m finally
feeling better. And still
unemployed. No, the ID thing has been on
hold. I realized that a flu-stricken English
teacher was not exactly the best resume to hand in. So now I’m here, raring to go.
And unemployed. And running out of illegal money.
I need to do something…
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