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Date: 2011-01-12 03:37 pm (UTC)I had to think for a few seconds before finding what keeps me safe and, as completely crazy as it sounds, it's work. Right now I work as a cashier to save money for next year and being in contact with people feels absolutely amazing. The job itself isn't wonderful, I mean it's fine and I really don't mind doing it but it's not stupendous but just having a job is so out there. Knowing that I have some money to look forward to, on a regular basis, also feels absolutely amazing. I live at my parents' right now (though not for much longer) and it's so lonely when I don't have work to look forward to. Just getting out, having a purpose, no matter how commonplace, I don't care, I need that.
It does show me that I need to be constantly active to be happy, which is something I never realized before. Sunday is the worst day of the week for me, by far.