Swimming in Shit Creek

Things aren't going that well for me at the moment, but I'm staving off suicidal notions. I'm up shit creek but managing to keep my head above poo.

Career and finances need a miracle. Don't know what romance needs. Probably don't even need romance. It's presence would be a nice distraction though.

Will be interesting to see how long I can tread and keep myself afloat in this shit.