I got chewed out a little today. First, some backstory.
I quit my job back in August. It was a sort of rash decision but one that had been brewing for a while. I don’t regret doing it, really, but I could have planned better. That said, I’ve got it made right now. I’m living in a three bedroom house, rent and utility free. My food and cigarettes are bought for me. I’m kept.
I don’t feel good about this but I’m not going to pretend like I’m not enjoying it. It’s kind of cool.
