
I am adrift on a sea of impatience and frustration. I am stuck between a rock and a mortgage. I am underwater, sinking.
I am tired of being tired.
I am tired of being envious.
I am tired of having a hair trigger temper.
I am tired of my dog ignoring commands unless I am pissed off.
I am tired of my children ignoring me until I raise my voice.
I am tired of my older son biting my younger son.
I am tired of my younger son baiting and pushing my older son's buttons.
I am tired of the world not recognizing my brilliance and rewarding me accordingly.
I am tired of getting paid so little.
I am tired of struggling.
I am tired of knowing how well off others are.
I am tired of reading about how fan-fucking-tastic other people's lives are.
I am tired of being the last to bed and the first one awake.
I am tired of the asshole up the street who plays his drums, badly, way too often.
I am tired of the idiot yap dog across the street that barks for hours upon hours at a time.
I am tired of the fireworks still being shot off in my neighborhood every night more than a month after Independence Day.
I am tired of feeling like a pauper.
I am tired of not being able to live where I want.
I am tired of not being able to do what I want.
I am tired of feeling grateful to still have a job that doesn't pay me enough to pay my bills.