28th Nojovember. It isn’t worth reading in Hot town, summery in the city - 2017

I usually reach this point of NoJoMo and begin to the lose the will to write. I don’t now how anyone writes everyday!

I’m lying in bed, exhausted. I really need a new job but am struggling to find anything with the hours I require. I’m fed up of being tied to other’s needs.

And on that effing depressing note, I’m outta here.