I have a good life. My parents are my rock, and I am theirs. I have a few friends whose unconditionality is like that of a family member. My siblings are bright, loving and real. I am in love with a dynamic, adventurous person who never ceases to amaze me and respects me in a way that no guy ever has. I have a cool job that challenges me in new ways every day and am living the good life in the big city. To top it all off, I'm starting grad school in the fall. I'm young and clever and the world is my oyster.
But let's be real here. I am fucking exhausted. There is so much going on that I can't even slow myself down enough to enjoy it. Seems like a pretty lame gripe to have, but there it is.
I feel much better now.
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