To be honest… IF… I am being honest…
I’m tired of it.
I’m tired of the pain and suffering.
I’m tired of circumstantial victimization.
I’m tired of being so close, but yet so far.
I’m tired of complaining, let alone, having something to complain about.
I’m tired of the Coronavirus. The omicron variant. The bullshit.
I’m tired of not taking it seriously, yet,
I’m tired of it being taken TOO seriously.
I’m tired of the economic strain it has had on my business and my family.
My daughter has it. So far, she is asymptomatic to it. And… it scares the shit out of me. Not just for her. But also for her sister and her mother. And I’m not there. I can’t be there.
I’m tired of that.
I’m tired of being the bad guy.
I’m tired of being disrespected.
But most importantly, I’m tired of the spiritual battle inside and out.
I’m tired my ego. And other people’s egos.
I’m tired of wasting my time with people who don’t respect my time.
I’m tired of being there for others who wouldn’t do the same for me.
It’s as if money is no longer good enough.
Forget about planning for tomorrow. Because it is not promised. Nothing really can be. Not even the promise land.
I’m tired of optimism, pessimism and especially tired of realism.
I’m tired of being tired.