Hard Days

Cederq told me I have to post something today. He's right of course, but I'm in a pretty bad situation that I don't really want to talk about.

I suppose, at some level, I have to come clean sometime. It's not like I'm still working 12 hour shifts on graveyard anymore. After 4 straight months of literally battling curses, hexes, dark spells and everything else they could throw at me, I am no longer employed at that job. You can think I'm just a delusional failure, but I stood against all that evil as hard as I could, while still trying to learn the job. I'm still having dreams about it. The Lord placed me in that job to have a doctorate level course in what we are up against in this war. I had no idea how bad it was, especially here at the local level. I guess I thought evil was only working at the macro level, like the destruction of our country and the food supply. Didn't think it would be so close to home.

But it's over.

There is a vacuum left in the wake. While I'm glad I never have to go back there, I'm back to square one again. No job, no regular paycheck, trapped in a box in the middle of Kansas, with not a whole lot of future prospects. On top of that, I'm sick. I'm battling some type of raging infection on my back. Thankfully, I did have a week's course of antibiotics that I found while repacking the bug out bag. Just in time. I'm about halfway through, so hopefully it will knock it out. It's hard to be optimistic when in this much pain.

That's about it. I hope you all are well. Take care out there and please pray for my healing and a new job.

Thanks.