The day had once again started without him.
Having moved back home, he had been having problems keeping a schedule. Dad’s watching the news. Feeling embarrassed, go to the bathroom.
Today was like every other and they seemed to blur past. A string of rejections followed by the complete lack of motivation to even start. Blaming others for why he does not do anything. Brian had been searching for work for months and no matter how much he swallows his pride, he still cannot secure the most basic of jobs. Not his fault, the recent lockdown has really hurt the availability of work. Doesn’t help he isn’t native. The real question is why is he so run down. A million reasons why but never why can’t it stop.
Fuck, it’s already 8am and you aren’t even ready. Missed the dog feeding. Fuck. Well, let’s get ready. Post is delivered by 9:30, waiting on that gift. Got to get there first.
Still smoking. Why? Why can’t you stop? Stress is killing me, the cigarettes probably faster. Shit, it isn’t here. Another day to wait, it’s already days late. Go home, everyone is gone. Jump on the computer. Four tabs, one is reddit, one is email waiting on responses, job board, and a map. Reddit is blank, just the latest round of anger over the horrible shit that is our planet. Race, religion, place of geographic origin, etc. You could never keep everyone happy. No matter how peaceful they claimed to be, they were more than prepared to, or seemed to at least from the verbal barrage just levied, destroy anyone or anything that disagrees with them. So you read.