Thirty years ago today
On Friday at Canada Post they had me feeding the machines on the main floor. I slept through lunchtime in one of the break rooms. I worked from 1:15 to 8:00 and then went home to sleep some more.
I didn't get in touch with Nancy.
I was out of money and food again. Nancy thought I was a loser but I had a life to live. I was very rich by higher standards than money. I just wanted to raise my child to be an open, understanding, and unselfish person. It wouldn't take a lot of money to do that. Okay, I had motivational problems but she didn't help matters by being so lazy herself while still accusing me. It takes one to know one. What a bitch!
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