I don’t really have anything to do. I tried reading a few nights ago and couldn’t push myself past the first paragraph. I can read for work when I have to, but apparently I find no pleasure in it for myself. My mom is nasty downstairs, she just I complain about something and she snaps back that well drug addicts only want drugs or something bitter and conservative like that.

I want a reward for all i’ve done. I guess I have a BS and a master’s and a lot of money saved, but… I want some pleasure in life. I don’t know how to get it.

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