Nothing comes easy

Noting comes easy. Life, success in life, it’s difficult. Everyday is a fight to try and get out the barrel of crabs. I’m at the point where I just want to give up trying to get out. At this point, I realize I mean nothing to no one. Probably never will.

So where do I go from here? Just do my time here on earth until is over. Is there really any other choice?

I’m already working two jobs. My roommate sees that and wants to change our financial arrangement. Working two jobs only gives you two days off. That leaves you really one day to yourself. One my free day, that’s spent cleaning, washing, grocery shopping and cooking my meals for the next week. The other day, I’m trying to hustle my photography business or my music. Where is the time for a social life, relationship or doing the things I like to do like painting, reading or going to school? There isn’t. That’s where you’re trapped in that barrel with the rest of the crabs.