Ever have so much to say it overwhelms you? I have all these things to say, stories to tell but I can't seem to clear my head long enough to get them out. Let alone put them out in a way that makes sense.
For starters is it bad I want to win the lottery and not have to work again? There are days I want nothing more than to wallow. Being an adult is tough. Being responsible is hard. Caring is hard. It was so much easier when I didn't care. Maybe I always did but covered it up with sloppy behavior.
And that my friend's is a story for another day...
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