Day Seven:
Dear World.
I am sleepy, bored to death with the training (because I’m not learning from it as much as I’m learning from actually seeing the work done, and being given a chance to try it), and just want a soft bed to lay on for a day.
My energy is depleted severely, and I’m starting to get a little testy with people.
I am barely managing six hours of sleep now, and it’s taking a toll on me. I can’t seem to compensate for it, with my awkward hours and needs for now. In fact, I’ll have to go donate blood plasma to have the cash I need for riding the bus in the morning.
All of this stuff is just truly frustrating me. I just want to make money, so I can have a home to call my own again, and a good internet connection.
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