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[thehangedman]

Worried sick, scared, and thinking I don't know whether to cry, or vomit, or what. All I know is I'm probably going to be homeless soon.

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[thehangedman]

The tweet was from earlier in the night. They don't get posted until the next morning. I was taken out to dinner and distracted. Later in the night, I came back to reality.

You don't get many real posts nowadays because I'm without a computer.

[kitschin_witch]

But, what happened? You were happy and laughing not too long before.

[thehangedman]

Yes, I was. But then I started thinking again. Just because I can be happy for a little while when I'm with you, that doesn't make me any less homeless at the end of the month.

[stuberyl]

Yeah, I'll have to second both the comments above.

[thehangedman]

And repliaed to both above.

1. The tweets aren't posted at the time I make them. You don't see them until the next day, so they're out of order with actual posts. Actual posts which I don't make often because I am sans-computer and I can only stand to type so much on my phone.

2. Sometimes it's easy to get distracted from reality.

[stuberyl]

Yeah, I knew that about Twitter posts. I'm just anti-Twitter in general since one then has to go hunting for the context of the comments.

Sorry about your housing situation; that sucks.

[beatrix_blue]

Why homeless?

[thehangedman]

That's what happens when one can't pay rent and hasn't been able to borrow money for it.

[beatrix_blue]

What will you do?

Apart from remembering that the universe doesn't throw anything at us without reason, even if that reason isn't immediately evident.

[thehangedman]

I'm going to still try to get help. That's all I can do.

I've never had to before, although it's been offered to me by friends in tough times before. Now I have to keep trying to do that. There isn't much else that I can do right now.

And now I'm just lying in bed with a fever, which isn't helping me in any way.