A Week Until Thankfulness

Oh, I am tired. My dishes are still piled up. My congestion is still lingering. But, one more day until two days off. Then, two more days, until four day off. It's nice to think about, but the days are long to get to the actual days off part.

It's quite annoying to be me sometimes. I aggravate myself. I want to just tell myself to shut up or something. How come the most bothersome things about myself are only noticed by me when other people are doing them?

These days are long and tiring; I cannot find peace.

I'm a lonely moon watcher.

All I'm looking for is some relief.

Sing on...