Sitting Here

Thinking about how often I try to reconstruct the world into what it used to be. People don't know what simplistic is. Imagine when there were only a few of us in the world. When there wasn't electric light or much more choice than survival.

I am sitting in the library right now, just mad. The library, for one, is one of my trigger places. Recently, they had an error where they checked in a book on CD as a fucking book. It messed up the system so that another book I returned is not checked in as returned but as back-stocked. When I tried to get help, the guy refused to take them off my account, and just stared at me when I told him what happened.

They do not have card readers, which I remembered too late on the bus, so if I wanted to get the pix, I would have to go back to school. I am hateful right now, partly because of my fucking stupid dependence on food for a good mood and because I'm yet again off my meds.

I don't feel good, and I keep being really, really tired.

EDIT:
This is probably on the heels of having gotten some good stuff on my Bible study.

EDIT:
Jesus gave me a good answer, but I may still not make it because it's big.
It's my fault for not dealing with it earlier, but still, there was the deer, so when I had remembered, I completely forgot and would have been very tired to do it anyway, so there goes another dollar.

I don't have any packets with me.
I need to get food so my headache and irritation goes away. I hate being so dependent.

I do love that I have air to breathe and water to put the packets in, and a specific for today,
I love that I have a little money I'm able to transfer from Rev.