CH 3 A Strange Proposal (Kyle)
I wake up with a pleasing sight. My account gained another fifteen thousand subs last night!
I go through my morning routine. Shower, brush teeth, pushups, pullups, check emails. Reading through the emails, I find a few that are actually worth something. I still reply to the job postings, even though I hope I don’t have to work on them anymore. After my TikTok video went viral and my channel took off, I’ve been getting more people onto my previously dead Twitter, Instagram and YouTube. Most importantly, I’ve seen my books start to sell. So far, I’ve actually made enough to pay for this month’s mortgage and next month’s.
I take a deep breath. It’s all good news, it’s all worth getting excited about, but I know it’s not a guarantee that it keeps going. This might just be the reprieve I needed to have time to get another job. The rest of my morning is filled with replying to Indeed job postings, filling out the same fucking information over and over. If this social media stuff works out, I’m going back to school to get a bachelors in something. Most of these places don’t even give a shit what it’s in, a bachelors in punching walls would be good enough.