It Can Always Be Worse

Hope not warranted at this point

The garage was broken into last night and the car completely disabled. The contents of the dash box and center console were stolen. The battery is dead and the engine compartment pulled won’t be driven out of here.

So, now, with less than two days left, the birds and I have no where to go, and no way to get there. When going nowhere having no way to get there seems fitting.

Right now, I don’t think anything remains to be hopeful about. I’m on the very sharp edge of total discouragement. Should I lose Louie and Qt, it would be all over for me.

And there is nothing I can do now to prevent this.

No car means no work, no money, no place to stay warm and dry enough to survive.

Just when I think I’ve met with the end..something worse comes to pass. I’d like to believe something different may come, instead. But, I can be a fool.

I’m just going to lie down, now, and sleep. Inside. Maybe for the last time I will for a very long time, if ever.

Shitty ending to a long story line. My impossibly cursed life

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