When It’s Over

It’s time. I have to just accept that I can no longer write code. It has been getting harder and harder to focus. I haven’t been able to get into the zone in years. I just don’t have the passion for it anymore. Not only that. I just can’t think anymore. My brain has just stopped working right.

I’ve never made any money programming. I’ve never built anything good. There was no mark made on the world. I knew that I wasn’t the best at it. I had my niche. I did OK. I should have ended it years ago.

I’m sitting here completely broke. I’m homeless. I don’t even have a car. I barely have a job. I’m pretty much alone. The last two years I only made $20k. I don’t even have anything worth anything to sell. So I’m going to work at the pet hotel making just enough money to get by.

I’m probably going to have to delay my trip back to Florida. I just don’t have the money to fix up my RV and get there. My bike needs a bunch of work also. It’s barely running. This winter is going to really suck if I can’t roll out. I’m still going to try. I think I can make a few $k before it gets really cold. If I can find a job on the other side then I probably will make it.

I’m sure there will be lots of jobs in FL if I can get there. I just need about $5k to leave here. If I can sell my Triumph then I’ll probably have it made. But, I’ll need at least $10k for it.

Well. Here’s to my new career. Being a bum. Hope I’ll be a lucky bum.