I feel very fortunate. Against all odds, I am safe in a city I am not from, and I have no one I know. I can work on all the little moving parts of living beyond base-level survival.
Surviving is my area of expertise, but actually living is quite the challenge for me. My mother thinks I can't be killed but I think it's unwise to move like that's true. I am not Keith Richards.
I intend to take advantage of all that is offered to me here, so that I may become a card-carrying citizen of life.
As a side bonus, today I met a chick who knows all the shit I know about obscure '90s 2D fighting games like capcom vs sink 2 and Garou: mark of the wolf . Y’all don’t even know all that shit. Real talk: I want to get my shit together in time for street fighter 6 to come out next year, it looks so dope, I gotta have it.
My best east coast homie said he was praying for me while I was out on kamikaze mode in bed stuy and other similarly fucked up neighborhoods around the 5 Boros. It must have paid off.
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