I feel like burnt toast. I'm tired, too long under the heat.
It's not like anyone hasn't noticed, it just takes the time to get the smell and realization of others to say "hey hit the button!"
Both sides, work and family are getting to me. I have nowhere to turn and nothing to do. So here I am.
Tired. Heated. and brittle.. crumbling with each little rub. It's a little too late and a little too much.
