I don't have any hope for the future. All the jobs around here pay too little, but I can't go back to my current job that I'm on leave from, not as long as they have a ridiculous mask mandate. So I'm stuck with no way out. There's no reason to work anyway, only to prolong life. But there's no point in doing even that anymore. I used to think I just had to survive until my books became successful, but that's less likely than ever. I have nothing and no one.