I told management they're all elitists that don't represent their diverse workforce and pay slave wages without listening to actual workers to improve work conditions. Now I'm unemployed with a few hundred bucks in my name. Anywho, I don't know where I'm going, but I'm working remotely at local libraries now, and sometimes seem like I'm the only one there I get sick of the numerous "suspect stares", so I work from inside my car in some desolated Metra station parking lots with 1 bar wi-fi signals. Cops love me. Fuck this feels failuresque, but I still feel I can find my way. I don't know, maybe I fucked up for good this time. Only things keeping me upbeat are my dreams. As corny as that dunk sounds. I feel I can create something. Something that will gain traction. I don't know. Fuck.