34 days left.

I can’t believe I’m still going into work. I have no use for money - and I hate having to serve people that schlock that they shove into their maws like it’s actual food. Maybe I just want the continued sense of normalcy, maybe I don’t want to raise questions, fuck - maybe I just like seeing the paycheck even though I have nothing to do with it.

That’s all for today. I have to go get ready.