I wish you all the best! I'm just checking back in to report that I've been finding more and more time to write again, because, well, I quit my job again :'D And they're suffering without me once again :D I sacrificed my back, my mind and my sleep for them, and they only briefly appreciated my restless body and work ethic. But I'll be getting the crap out of Alabama soon enough — a couple more months' time — and going back to Kansas, where things were much, much better. But for now, time to

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I hope it's temporary, anyway. I've been working so many nights, so much, and I'm always so tired on the days that I am lucky enough to have off; I spend those days catching up on my sleep and hardly anything else. Our other night shift guy up and left all of a sudden, so I'm going to be working seven nights a week again. Yes, that's right, I've been doing that before for about three weeks straight, and I was just dead all the time that I was at home.

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Ask, rather. Does anyone happen to be looking for a roommate anywhere? I'm going to need help with that myself soo, too. I don't know how much longer I have here, but any response would be appreciated, regardless

I don't have reason to share any details here of all places, but long story short, I'm now in debt to this city's hospital by quite an exorbitant amount, but I am finally on medication, a treatment that seems to help in any time but stress and strife — like work. I'm working again, that's right: working with the absolute trash public that live in this city probably isn't the best thing to be doing during this acclimation period, however long that may last, but I can't not work. Not with

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There's no short description yet, but I think that's the last thing I'm going to make before I publish it. I've had so much time to get this done and to perfect is, which I feel it has been, but I've been struggling with, you know, the virus, as everyone has been. But also more depression (yeah yeah), the guilt of being a lazy ass and more existential dread that surrounds my presence here, my stories and my audience. You know I'm hardly active here, and while popular stories do come and go, I

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I can't make decisions, and I rely on my boyfriend to make most of them for me. I feel incredibly guilty for not knowing how to appease him and everyone around me. And while I know I don't need to include the 'everyone', I need help from anyone who will listen, be it those I hardly know and feel stressed to become friends with, those I do know but don't want to become 'clingy' too, and I'm just scared of everything. I'm scared of going anywhere in life, scared of attempting to, scared of

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Meant to tie in with Eye's recent blog — my boyfriend, who I fear for.

I don't really need to set the stage for what's going on right now; I'm sure you're all staying as safe as you need to, or can. Hopefully. It really is a terrible thing to have to hear of so many people dying so fast, and then our hierarchies and our echelons taking often controversial actions. But yeah, I don't need to.

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I've been working the night shift at work more often than not, so my sleep schedule has [normally] been okay, but for times like yesterday, I fell asleep many times before actually going to bed, where I really had the drive to write that night. And speaking of writing itself, I've been very slow at the least, but methodical at the most, making sure Hexagons 2 starts off strong. I can't stress enough how much this story means to me, and I'm well aware of how often I bring that fact up,

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Um, the newest thing I've been writing — I intended it to be the first chapter to Hexagons Part 2 — is really looking to fit in as the end to the first 'Part'. And it's almost done, so I may(?) find someone to look it over while I'm at work today. I head in for five hours today. It'd be pretty cool if I could get it done by tomorrow, too, because my birthday is also tomorrow.

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Right now, I'll be finishing up Hexagons: Part 1, but what does any of this matter anymore when I'm just so tired of working for myself? So many people have suggested I do that, and I think this final chapter reflects how tired I've gotten; how careless I've become; how god-awful lazy I've generally been here for the past two years. I'm abandoning my dishonorable place on this website, and I will not be back. I'll forever be one without talent, as if I had a lick of any for writing at

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