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Those are the ones I’d prefer not to get into, but I assume at one point everything must be told. Life’s been exhausting lately. I’m living home to home, staying with friends, waiting for my father to find a place to settle down. Not knowing whether I’ll be able to make it to school one day, or work the next is very unsettling.

I’m running off the thought that I currently have no job, though I know that’s not true. It’s only a matter of time before they take me off of the schedule completely. But with no transportation to and from, getting there is as big a task as actually completing the work. School is the same situation. I can get there, but it’s useless if I’ll only make it to two or so classes.

Maybe everything will die down soon.