It seems like all the things I've depended on for the last ten years are failing. My medical office job--no overtime. My church job--gone. My university job--going no where fast. I'm tired of bad news. I don't want to answer the phone. I don't want to open any mail. I don't want to talk to people.
Saint Marty just wants to go to sleep for about ten years.
|What a load of crap!|