I can't believe the journey life has taken me on. I am no closer to anything near being independent or even partially safe. The world is so damned ugly.

I'm on my third alcoholic drink, first time in several months, and I'm slowly slipping into a stupor. It won't last. I will wake up to the same problems but for now I get to drown out all the voices, noises, chatter, others insanity and the heaviness and magnitude of the persuasive evil that preys on us all.