when life demonstrates to you for the hundredth time that all the things you're counting on to make you feel better are not so quite successful or useful then maybe you should learn to fucking shut up and keep things to yourself

Shipped High In Transport

For the past 6 weeks now ... i've been pressured more than i have ever been in my whole life. A zillion things to do, and a thousand expectations to meet up with, and zero appreciation for it ... and no time what so ever to just do it.

A few disappointing enlightenments along the way were a bit hurtful ... all i can say is i'm dying to get out of here.

I have work on weekends that requires travelling ... i have classes on some mornings midweek .. family obligations are increasing in the evenings ... not to mention errands for my own future .... and i'm just sick of this empty cycle ... i need an outcome