Less Work More Money | Midnight Mountain

Mood: YEOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Listening: Back to Sikness

I’m making more and working less.

Your boy got a 25% payrise and is fully checked out. Only working a mere 40 hours a week now too.

I’m so fucking burnt out.
I can’t do this shit anymore.

I’m bored to death and under constant pressure from the neediest least self sufficient people on earth.

But the money…

All my writing is currently being done using a pencil I found on the sidewalk and a disposable notepad I lifted from work. (I want to see how long the pencil lasts)
I’ve almost stopped using public transit entirely. Everything is being done on the bike, 150km+ a week. My legs are in tatters.
I spent a week camping, I now know the very specific, very sphincter tightening fear of waking up at 3am and hearing a bear snuffing around on the other side of a nylon tent wall, but I’m alive and uneaten and not even that sunburnt really.
Feeling a little bored and restless, which is stupid as this is objectively the best my life has ever been.