11 days

have you ever had the feeling that you have so much going on and there simply isn't enough time to get it all done? or felt so frustrated you just want to punch your pillow for eternity? or rip your hair out? or just take your papers and throw them into the air and say, I'm done.

I. am. done.

that is how I feel right now. at wit's end. I just want to hand it all over to someone else and say, here, now it is your turn. I know others have responsibilities and lives of their own but how can it not be our responsibility if it really is? should I just let it go? the "thing" in question isn't something that I can just ignore and then after some time, it just melts in the past. it is actually something that won't go away until it is taken care of. and I am it. it is almost something that you can't keep handing between people because we all have different systems of how we do things. and that is where the confusion begins.

there. I think I am done. finished. venting. do I feel better? I don't really know. maybe I will feel better in about 11 days.