i keep taking pictures right before i go to sleep. i take them of my room, in the basement, of my things in boxes, the small twin mattress i sleep on, the sheets all twisted.

i am losing energry swiftly. everyday i wake up with less. i am not sure what's wrong, but all i know is i never want to leave the house because it's so thick outside, i feel as if i can't breathe.

i have an interview tomorrow. i was told that they are going to ask "personality based questions".

i am terrified.

i want a job badly, though. i want so much to have my own place, so i can unpack, so i can finally feel at home somewhere.

i keep taking pictures of my life in the basement, of the shadows on the brick wall, and the way the windows glow at six am.