Money

Money, money, money. Need some. Fast. There must be a reason for my being in this situation. To trust? To take action? To learn? I wonder if there is a way I can make it fun? I wake up drained so it's hard to imagine doing more. Perhaps it's working more effectively rather than harder? Ugh, I'm feeling lost and a bit hopeless. I am putting out for a particular amount of bonus income to come to me. Part of me doesn't believe it will happen. But I will keep on at it. I have been imagining all the fun I'll have with that amount. And it feels good.