I am so tired. I can't keep up with anything.
I'm exhausted. I don't sleep well, I don't eat right, I can't do enough fast enough, I can't not be miserable and fat. I am annoyed with everything.
I keep running up that road, keep running up that hill.
This is kind of an amazing (but slightly awful) cover, and it captures how I felt about the original. If I only could.
Go ahead, tell me to shake it off. You may lose a toe (but I promise it will be a small one).
p.s. Is it time to reset the dang layoff/slash/resignation clock yet? I am dizzy.
3 comments:
The doctor is in. Why are you tired? Wassup? I feel you need margaritas in July.
Ok, I also have to say that the last time I felt like you describe, I ... I freaking moved to New Zealand. I remember being emotionally and physically tired by a combination of my life and my job and moving to NZ pretty much resolved that.
Can I just say that working where you feel unappreciated and scared for your life will suck what little life from you that you have left? Do a reality check. Where do you want to be in a year? Five?
Three?
Do we need a perspective check? The doctor is holding a clinic on July 17 in Scottsdale at a venue of your choice. Word.
Hey, I'm concerned. It's been pretty quiet on your blog so I was happy to see that you had written, but seems like things are a little (crazy, stupid, uncertain,taxing tenuous,shitty) for you right now? I am sorry about that sis.
I don't think telling you to shake this off is the answer, as I would much prefer to keep my newly painted summer toe(s)!I will say it must be a trite measure of relief knowing that somewhere, someone has a much more miserable existence.
Seriously, I am sorry that your current work environment has proven so hazardous to your quality of life. This will pass, you know it will. I am inclined to agree with Basiljaz on a number of things, including the inherent call for margaritas in July!
Love you,
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