God I just want to be outside. I spend most of my waking hours in a god forsaken warehouse grocery store where people have no respect for the employees who work there; constantly reaching over and around us like mere objects in their way instead of the people that make this place function. By the time I'm allowed to leave it is dark and cold and I make my way home. I sot and stare at one screen or another till it's late enough for me to justify drugging myself to sleep because insomnia is just something you live with. I want so badly to go outside whole it os bright and warm. To hike the green hillsides of this new place I live but cannot because to live you must work and to work feels like I'm dying










