Gaming.

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I couldn't sleep.  Aches and illness persist.  The house is closed up.  Ducks will be shut in shortly.  I'm not sure what else to do.  I did eat, so dosed with insulin.  It... didn't do much.  I gave it a larger dose.  Perhaps I am using an old vial?  Hmm, definitely, I believe.  Fresh.  But... a smaller dose.  If I can get something to eat to go down with it.  Dosing on an empty stomach is an opportunity for disaster.

Yes, something is wrong.  Not just with me.  With the world.  Everyone is trying to game a system which has nothing left to offer.  When they can't steal, they are trying to use brute force with rules and laws.  When they think they can't escape what is coming this way, they try that way... or to create distractions.  I don't think it will work.

No one is all that interested.  Most people are watching.  No choice.  Too busy sitting at home, or working a job that isn't a good one.  Watching, very closely.  Some of us will be easy to pick off.  It will be very noticed.  I don't even think many will mind.  Good riddance.  But, they don't want to be next.

Oh, it was already getting worse before I realized I was going down.  I lost a whole day in there somewhere.  I have been doing my best to keep up on medication.  Attempting to take it absolutely flawlessly.  Giving the effort every bit of energy and focus I have.  And I missed a whole day.  I am not sure which day, or even... how.  I'll continue doing my best.  But this stuff is potent.

We will see, I guess.  Later.