the price of everything is going up. it's hitting everyone hard. "it's rough out there" "inflation" etc. the prices of everything is going up, but where is the money going? it's not going to the workers, the single largest cost of overhead. I work and it's hard and I am not paid enough to be this miserable. the rent is going up the mortgage rates are going up. people are profiting off of our suffering. people are getting meaner. I can feel them pitting us against eachother. I can hear it in the voices of the strangers I meet. I can see it in the strained smiles, it's so hard to smile. and I am so hungry and dizzy and sick and sick and sick. I have to dry swallow my meds. I forgot to take them earlier. I'm on the subway and everything is loud and every jolt sends a wave of oh my god my head through my body. sniff. the whole world in my pocket. information in my pocket. salvation in my pocket. everything I could ever want. it's all nothing. it's nothing. nothing could ever be anything. start. stop. I can't afford to be happy. I moved in to a new apartment this week. it brings me joy. more than anything people bring me joy. I don't need anything to be happy.