...and what I have long feared will apparently come to pass.
My landlord told me today he is leaning toward booting me out of my place.
I can't blame him. I owe him money, and all the explanations, all the good intentions in the world don't put the money in his pocket if people aren't paying me.
Haven't heard from the two people I talked with yesterday. I thought I might. But then, I can't blame them either. Both have busy schedules, both are enormously successful and they didn't get there by spending time on other peoples' problems.
There is no place I can go, no money to get me in another place. Hell, as matters stand, I wouldn't rent to me right now.
With no place to live, I will have no way to work.
The circle closes.
I am going to pay for every mistake I have ever made. Unfortunately, I won't be able to pay in cash.
It's been, well, an interesting life.
A different one, no doubt shorter and much more uncomfortable, is about to begin.
I'm afraid; I admit it. More frightened than I can possibly tell you.
14 hours ago