I find myself incessantly tired now a days. I wake up at 5:30 in the morning at work by 6:30 work 11, 12, 13 hours fight traffic on the way home. Everything is a struggle. I look back fondly at the times when there were no worries in my life. Where I end up at the end of the day didn't make, whose house i slept in didn't mean anything. It was a life full of no strings attached. That the only consequences that i could endure would just be put upon me. I could stay at home all night and not speak with a soul and it wouldn't be a big deal. I'm tired because there are strings attached now. To my pocket book. My heart. My mind. My soul. My car. My job. My compassion. The stress of where my decision will end up on me is taxing. Everything i do has to be scrutinized. I'm not a political or an actor or an athlete. I'm just a guy whose is putting at all out on the line so that this life he has now can survive. So that's where it leaves me. Now with eyes falling shut but with things to do. All but time on his hands trying to tie a rope.