Sitting here anxious for no reason, unless it’s prior life choices leading me to this state. Don’t have tears in me, so I’m in the basement shaking on the couch debating on if a cig will help curb these shakes
I am scared to fail again.
Get my tax return.
Play cards.
Unburden my family by killing myself.
Exhibit A: While attempting to enter my Uber [typing this while currently in said Uber] I had the driver attempt to drive off not once, but twice. Being a large black man in Newark must have scared off my driver. Luckily, blaring silently with a purple-filled backlit screen stopped him and secured my passage.
Lo and behold, it’s another LBM behind the wheel.
This sequel is the best Christmas present