Hiatus

I feel like I have not been able to bring myself to post what's going on with me because it's so friggin depressing. I am packing up my stuff to go into a storage unit, and move into a friend's place for a month or so until I can afford to get my own place. For the first time since I was 17 years old, I don't have my own place. While there are a few different places that I am applying to, I cannot be sure that I will have a job, or that the job I get with really give me enough money to make my ends meet. Being fearful about the future certainly puts a damper on the rest of the summer. Going through my things, I have to decide which things to take with me, and which go into storage. Functioning on an edited version of what I own. Living marginally. It's really scary. I am usually an optimist, but I guess life conspires to break people of good habits. I still am attempting to keep my head up. There must be a light at the end of the tunnel.