Sitting, Waiting, Wishing.

Well, I was sitting, waiting, wishing I could get a job and earn some money. It's not even all about money. I need a purpose. I feel awfully flat; and fat. The jobs I've seen fall into a few categories. Firstly: Stupid. I'm not going to apply for a job that pays me nothing as … Continue reading Sitting, Waiting, Wishing.

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