But really, who knows what’s going to happen in the next few months? If some shit pans out like I hope it does, maybe I can go on? But I’m not getting my hopes up. Daydreams are delusions of the devil, after all.

I guess I don’t have to give anything away, really. But I don’t want some stuff to go to waste, you know? Pretty much anything I have worth giving is either books or electronics. I guess I don’t have much of worth to other people, so I’m trying to get rid of what I can before death.

And it’s not like I’m giving away garbage, either. It’s stuff I’ve invested some money into and, by any informed account, am selling this stuff at a price that you wouldn’t get anywhere else.

I know that sometimes people just start giving shit away before they die, so I’m trying to avoid that I guess. The thing is, though, that no one seems to want to buy the stuff I’m trying to give away lol. Like, goddamn, not making this easy on me, are you?

Like, I usually wear my hair up in a bun because it’s easiest, but I need to go to a salon and get it done so I can wear it down at work. I also don’t wear makeup— so maybe I should get on that too.

This feeling of impending death has been hounding me for years. Maybe it’s finally catching up to me.

But honest in a way pertaining to myself