Today…

Today was an interesting one. Max went on many adventures; well walked around the block a few times and got to go for a car ride.

The truck is going to need some more work. I feel likes it’s never ending. Went to go get more stuff out of the place that has been condemned or at least declared unfit and unsafe for human living.

When I arrived there this morning to try and collect more of my effects; the door was not answered; but rather the other landlord showed up. To explain that I would have to come back later due to his sister being asleep. Keys and a phone were said to be returned.

The plan is as I think to try and keep the majority of my stuff from me. Or to remove me from the picture all together. Crazy one might say; but my gut tells me otherwise.

Tonight I sit in a room with half naked dudes. With my chest tight and things feeling like they are popping. As it is revealed that someone who is close to a friend of mine has admitted to working with the police. That leads me to wanting to write the greatest story can’t be written without an alias. That I shall save for another day. One where today and the yesterday’s are far more in the past than they are now.

The kick rocks sentiment of this generation is one that I am surprised that I am coming to welcome. I have started to lack empathy for most people. The unconventional methods in which they go about their torment of others is Calais; one that I have no respect for.

For now I check out relying on faith to save me from the inevitable. Praying and hoping that the sins of our fathers are not paid by the blood of the sons.

Here’s hoping that this man his dog, and their shattered world come to a resolution that ends in peace for all parties. One where life has notoriety and sleep is returned.