I go to work, I do my shift, and I finally get my coveted free time. Now what? I’m all out of energy to do anything else.

Then I get the day off and I have no idea what to do but I sure as hell don’t want to work. It’s only when I know I have to work soon that I know what I want to do and even then, when I finally get the time to do it, my energy and morale is depleted from walking around and grabbing carts and avoiding people at my very job that requires social interaction. Associate of the month, am I right?

The battle for my sole,

survivor i am,

not going down without a fight,

between me and yours truly,

I have the edge,

Of a cliff I dangle holding on to the roots,

of my childhood is where it all started,

And ended as I freefell into the depths of my mind,

To be continued,

When I get back on my feet again,

And again and again.,