Sometimes it's hard not to be tethered to my PC all day. Spend hours trying to figure out new stealth methods, advertising or how to smuggle my drugs from A to B. Do I save my money or do I reinvest? Do I get new furniture or add another item to my store? Do I lend my family and friends money or do I continue pretending that I am dead broke living off welfare?
What day of the week is it? Did I ship out there orders for today? Did I reply to this guy sending me a three page long inquiry high off his ass? I can't remember, I don't even take drugs, but it feels like every day is the same. After three years of continuously vending nothing comes as a surprise anymore. Did I even pay my rent? I'm surrounded by drugs but without doing some calculations have no idea how much money or drugs I actually have until I almost run out. Sometimes I have no cash, but 25BTC sitting in one of my wallets.
Maybe I should stop and get a job, maybe I should get a degree, maybe I should get a trade certification, maybe I should open a store. But man, nothing earns as easily and as effortlessly as dealing drugs. I remember when it all started so innocently from my dorm room. Just selling some weed and growing shrooms, it was new and exiting and I was finally able to afford shit and pay my debts.
Now it's my job, I meet up with some guy who supplies me every other week who tells me drug related stories which are stranger and more unsettling than fiction. Through him I meet strange people and hear weird things. Sometimes it just feels like I am living a dream (if you have seen waking life you know what I mean), I never thought I'd become a drug dealer but the alternative of working a dead end 9 to 5 job I don't like is just equally as depressing. Maybe I should just shut up and be happy...
9 to 5 jobs suck. Keep vending brother