Anxiety Attack.

Can’t sleep because I’m thinking about the end of the world. The end of civilization. The fact that I quit my otr trucking job and have been enjoying this past week without working and feeling relaxed, only to be reminded that I’ll soon have to find another job a.k.a. “Modern day slavery” to pay rent and eat. But if the end of the world is coming, (not IF , rather WHEN) ….. then working is pointless. And a waste of my time. When I could be using my savings to stock up on food, water/water filters, survival gear, a GUN… etc… 

But, back to reality we go. Because I’m sure my landlord doesn’t believe the end is nigh, and will be expecting rent paid in full regardless. 

Nothing considered “normal” in society matters anymore. My skin is crawling and my heart is beating out of my chest. 

I can’t sleep, I’m scared.