this morning #1441.

this morning, with two ones & a five in my wallet, i knew i had to come up with some sort of scheme to up my funds & procure what i need to make it through at least the weekend. maybe i can pawn some stuff. i looked around at all the random junk i’d accumulated since moving in here. mostly garbage. nothing worth more than a few bucks. the only item of note i could see was my slightly used laptop. surely someone can use it. i bet it’ll fetch at least a hundred. it’s not like i’ve been using it much lately. if i sell it though, that might be it. a declaration of defeat. i’ll have given up on my dream of being a writer. then again, maybe one day i’ll be able to write about what i used to have to do to survive.