I wanna write. in My Life

  • Oct. 17, 2020, 6:04 p.m.
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Seems like every day I write an entry in my head, but I can’t put it to paper.

I still owe pictures and an entry from my surgery.

I’m still living in the hotel. Been here since April. Will be here for the foreseeable future, with the way COVID is going

Remember when that guy ruined the apartment my sister and I shared? We’ve been back and forth to court for a long time now. He refused to show up to court for the past 3 or 4 times. He REALLY should have showed up last time, in the 6th. They were going to lock him up for his failure to appears, but he really should have let them lock him up.


Court was supposed to happen again on Friday. They called my sister on Thursday and told her we didn’t have to come on Friday, but wouldn’t tell us why.

They called again on Friday, and said court will not happen for him because he was suffering from multiple gun shot wounds and was fighting for his life on a ventilator.

That’s not something I wish on ANYBODY. He didn’t deserve that. I take no pleasure in him suffering.

But damn, if only he’d been in jail instead of running the streets.

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