I currently don't have phone service. This is the reoccurring bill that has the highest charge for the least use. I'm sad because I've had this phone number for a good long while, and there are people who I communicate with solely though it. Since I now receive food stamp benefits, I can apply for a cellphone with x minutes and x texts per month for free, which I'll likely take advantage of in the near future for emergencies.

Causing me to feel even more isolated than I already was.

Been trying to fight off the very strong urge to despair, but something tells me that it only gets worse from this point onward.

Have been reading Dune, because the library is free. I found this passage particularly evocative (if unrelated to the rest of this post): "the tender indignities of physical love, the sharing and communion of selves, the softness and the violence."

Stupid book has been making me cry. I think I love it a little.