I don't have a steady income. I take things personal. Work says I better fo a good job if I want more work. I don't care for subtle threats.
I like the road but I can't take direction. I have some type of a need for freedom and it's stressing me out. I'm sleeping as I write this.
My alarm is set for too early. My eyes must shut now.
It's all catching up to mr and I must face the truth.
I don't know what I'm writing. I'm in a dream.
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