B E B E R E

Damn, I'm tired.

I don't ask for chaos, really I don't. And I don't seek out these situations.

Home - almost-crisis in which figure sleazy real estate agents and now, potential squatters

Work - another monkey slinging sh*t to take distract from his having dropped the ball

At least the love part, though inherently stressful, is relatively stable.

Really, I can't keep limping along with (at least) two out of three major aspects of my life being dysfunctional. I'm old. I don't bounce back like I used to, and I'm still trying to recover from literally being driven crazy by all this BS last year.