Some how, some way
I'm sitting here in my computer room, befuddled, disoriented and confused. I have no idea what can relieve this pressure I feel. The bills keep rolling in, cut off notice style, while my paycheck never increases. The resumes I send out echo down a hall of despair while I hover over my inbox praying someone takes interest in me among all of the other applicants. I can't live this way anymore. I don't want to work two jobs anymore. I shouldn't have to decide which one of my children will get new shoes while I'm still wearing the ones I bought in July. What's the point of a weight reduction program when I can't afford to eat? I guess that's weight reduction in its own right.
Going to work is a chore. I arrive later and later every morning. It started with 8:15, then 8:30 and has escalated to full blown 9:00. That's just how badly I don't want to be there; I don't care when I show up. This honky cracka bastard is constantly fucking with me. He's a sneaky shit. He's constantly pressing my buttons trynna make me go off. I think he gets some kind of perverse pleasure out of it. I gave him the satisfaction once, stepping to him and asking him if he had a problem with me, and if so, what the hell for. Of course he professed innocense, but he's about two seconds away from an ass whoopin. I feel it. I can't let him win.
New Year's is coming, but I don't care. I'm being pulled this way and that by my friends and they just can't understand that I don't want to be bothered with the hoopla and bull that surrounds the new year. My spirit is definitely being affected. I feel drained. I've had 3 different people (one female) request sex from me, all with in the span of 24 hours. Can I live? Can I be? Let me breathe.
This too, shall pass.
nOva and these dumb quizzes!
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