I am writing writing writing. 

It's really early on Tuesday morning and I'm hanging out with this pup that's scared of nearly everything. 

It feels like there's never ending amount of crap that is in my apartment. 

I keep throwing away things, yet there's still a never ending pile of crap that ends up in my apartment. It's an uphill battle. 

I am so tired. I think I should try and at least stay awake for all of the work day and until the pups leave. 

I know I should be decluttering but I'm not sure how and it feels like every time I make headway on clearing things out, more stuff come out of nowhere for me to clear out. I try to eat all the food that I'm buying, yet every time I do my groceries there's always leftovers and it has become endless. 

I want to try and adopt a buy it for life mindset where everything that I buy will follow me forever but there's still so much existing crap. I think the big decider is whether I would want to move with something.

I don't even know. 

On the flip side, there are so many things I want to do. I want to learn a hundred and one things but there doesn't ever seem to be enough time and motivation. 

I think the biggest thing right now is that I want more money. Can't afford the lifestyle that I want right now and the lifestyle that I have is too much. Need to cut down all around and be more comfortable. 

I don't even know what I'm saying. Felt like I've been on the phone for an eternity but apparently it's only been 10 minutes. 

And I feel so uncomfortable for whatever reason. 

I think I need to workout more.