A blog for the anonymous life...

My name could be anything... but lets just assume its Jo.  Short for Joseph.  If you had asked me five years ago where I would be, the answer would most definitely not be the slums of Chicago, borrowing internet time in exchange for cleaning the toilets at the library.

My life matters to no one.  I said goodbye to my old life the day my old life said goodbye to me.

I'm a man with no belongings, and a man that belongs to no one.  If I died, absolutely nobody would notice.

My family...I miss them, but they look at me with such disdain.  I can't face them.  It's been so long since I saw them.  Catty-did, my little sister.  She's grown up now I suppose...

I think I will go now.  This blog thing is depressing.