I’m forcing positivity as it’s better than sitting in my imaginary shitty diaper and continuing the cycle of miserableness I am all too good at. I don’t think this is a solution for anything, but it’s a decent distraction at best and it’s my familiar.

I’m grateful that today is my Friday and after tonight I get an entire 48 hours not in that god forsaken restaurant. I’m about 85% sure that our drug addicted bartender may have actually quit last night so I have no idea what I’m actually walking into. Seeing a 47 year old grown ass adult with a man bun throw a hissy fit over a dishwasher to that level was quite embarrassing though and if he did actually quit over that one he’s a fool.

I’m grateful for Ben and Jerry’s ice cream. Sounds like a such a stupid thing to be grateful for but it’s the only thing that seems to stay consistent anymore. I’m a creature of habit so to know that something’s reliable is a big deal for me.

I’m grateful for having working hot water. I remember in 2015 when I was stranded down in the cesspool of New Bedford for 18 months I kept ending up in these weird ass living arrangements where the apartments had no working hot water. At the time I was high as a fucking kite and not the brightest crayon in the box but now looking back I’m pretty sure those fuckers were charging me rent to crash in foreclosed homes. Again, I have never once claimed to be intelligent- but I can’t be the only person that’s happened to.