I piss and moan about my life a lot. It's what I do. Maybe I'm looking for sympathy, or help, or maybe not. I really don't see a solution to my issues on the horizon, so it's all just babbling nonsense.
But I am grateful for what I have:
• A reliable vehicle with new tires.
• A good independent roof over my head. Not some fucking apartment with people above and below me.
• A gas heater to warm it up.
• A fridge, a stove, an air fryer, to provide food.
• A good bed, a giant TV, and computers to type this shit.
I'm really envious of the man who can meet a woman, fall in love forever, raise a family, have a solid career, and die with a large funeral procession.
But hey, I'm still alive until I ain't, and I'm grateful for that. I have had amazing adventures, loved deeply, fucked up badly, and I'm still here!