Sick, again

I’m sick again.

With the same flu, throat infection, forever dry cough thing.
As was a few weeks ago.

I’m sick of being sick.
Sick of this virus.
Sick of this endless cycle of viruses going through the family.
Sick of this insanely hot and humid weather.
Sick of having to work in this weather.
Sick of having to work when sick.
Sick of working.
Sick of my streaks.
Sick of grinding.
Sick of writing.
Sick of how there’s always something.
Sick of my obligations.
Sick of my responsibilities.
Sick of being strong.
Sick of having to be the strong one.
Sick of having to be anything to anyone.

Sick of losing.
Sick of yapping
Sick of non-action.
Sick of zero results.
Sick of stagnation.
Sick of waiting.
Sick of being trapped.
Sick of venting.

Sick of everything.

/rant