I'm not that unhappy and things are never as bad as they seem. But I tend to let things build up until I have to get them out of my head, hence the immense overflow of words that is the previous entry.
And today is looking up, I have an open space to live in the city of my choice. Now I just have to come up with the dough. Yeah, that'll be easy.
So I'm flipping off the slammed door and crawling through a window.
Fitting for a thief.