Homeless

I am homeless and living in a shelter. I have no money, no job, and no friends or family that I keep in touch with. I figure it can't get any worse than this, short of me ending up on the streets.

Strangely, I don't feel very upset. The last few months were really hard and stressful. During that time, my worst fear was that I would not be able to pay rent one month. But, now that it has actually happened, my worst fear has come true, so what else is there to worry about?

Compared to all my recent "adventures", becoming homeless has been the best thing that's happened to me in months. I've decided I'm going to take it easy for a while. Except that the shelter I'm living in has rules that say you're supposed to be working toward a goal of some kind. So I am sort of doing some job searching. I'm just not searching very hard. I need some rest... I need to think...