I am getting older, is my writing getting better?

There is not much to do in my room but read, write, and or drink. A highlight of my day is when I return to my bed and carry on with the dream I had last night. I don't have any money and my food is almost deprived completly. I have a full tank of gas and should goto the day labour site and work my ass off to get some money. I leave for Virgnina on the first of January, and I hope that my life will soon pick up from there. I have been reading some good stories, although sadly, none that have inspried me to write:(