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Ghost Writer
2016-11-21 22:19:28 (UTC)

Tired Of Poverty And Hardship.

It's another gorgeous day of fine summer weather. I'm thankful for the coolness in the air because sleeping through heat at night and working in the hot humid air last year was not pleasant at all.

I'm tired of being poor. I'm tired of the hardship, hunger and coping with poverty. Recovery and survival : two things that are happening for me and don't really go together, yet they are together in my life. That's a reality.

I haven't slept a full continuous night of sleep though I have slept for several hours at a stretch. I turned the light off last night because I started to get extra anxious over the power bill.
Not paying the power bill this week.
It can wait till next week.

Landlord is complaining about appliances breaking down (in my rental space) and he's having to fix them. Fuck it's only happened twice since I've been here and the washing machine I suspect was broken before I got here. He makes it seem like things go wrong in my rental space every other week. I think he is dumping his shit on me because the last tenants fucked up his other rental house next door. Not my shit mate and I've listened to plenty of it and been understanding about it.

Not sure if the daughter is keen on me coming to stay this weekend. I need to keep an eye on things around the grandchildren. They didn't ask to be born and now they are here and born into a social world that is incredibly hard to live in at the best of times.

Enjoying the summer peace this morning even though the "inside stuff" is still there.

Can't write anything further. Haven't got what it takes today.





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