Comfort zone

I don't have a comfort zone. I don't even know what comfort is at this point. For me it's not about comfort zone. I'm tired of being run in circles on maybe. I don't have the money for maybe. You don't realize how expensive it is to be homeless. So I'm going to sit and wait till I do have money to do anything. My transmission has been grinding for months now. If it goes out on the highway I have no way to fix it. There's already metal shavings in the fluid. This circles thing has run my shit into the ground. It's actually cheaper to buy a new vehicle than it is to fix this junk. It costs more to fix it than it's worth. It's already trying not to go into gear.

So I'm going to baby it as long as I can, or until I can buy a new one. There's really no in-between on this one. Not much I can do about it. If I'm hounding about getting some kind of pay there's probably a good reason behind it. I don't like to hound about it for my health. And I know it takes time, but I have shit to do. You guys want me in places for your own reasons, I have my own shit to deal with and it seems to be causing a conflict. You want things your way but you've also made it difficult to do things your way, and I have my own things to deal with.

I don't get it.