I am wishing my life away week by week, can’t wait for the week to end because it means I get paid. Paid to pay an $1100 a month mortgage/taxes for a house I don’t want and nobody can buy nowadays.
What kind of a life is this to continue wishing each day would end so that it gets me closer to payday?
I remember when payday used to be FUN! Couldn’t wait to have extra spending money to go out with friends and just be silly and have fun, go away for an overnight party or to a concert. Or, as I got older and bought a house, money to spend on the house. Decorating or landscaping, planting. That used to be fun. Not any more. It’s not fun to do all of this for someplace I don’ t want and is nowhere near where my life ended up geographically speaking.
The economy is spiralling downhill and it’s taking everything and everyone with it. Little things are being affected and they are snowballing, gathering speed and growing into major problems for most people and we are caught up in this trap thatlooks to be hopeless to get out of.
I feel more and more lost, unhappy, unfulfilled, and my life not meaning anything anymore. I’m not sure I can be good at just surviving alone. Oh I’m not alone, I have my friends and they are in the same boat I am. I used to be able to be helpful towards friends and others but now I’m hard pressed to help myself anymore. What the hell? I want, and more so, need answers. I used to have a path to follow but now it’s turned into a inter-winding circling all over the place road that is going nowhere. Straighten out road!
Where is this all leading? Well?
