Growing up sucks.
It's nice finally being out of high school an on my own, but suddenly everything seems to be going wrong...
I'm faced with soon being laid off and replaced by a kiosk, my father has Alzheimer's, both my parents are working so hard with nothing to show for it, two of my sisters are going blind, I can't afford all of my classes, and my career is on its way to nowhereville.
When did life get so complicated?
I've spent so much time dreaming and living in my own imagination, that when I finally wake up...I don't know where I've been. It's like expecting to wake up in your own bed and finding yourself on the floor of your grandmother's smelly living room with all her stuffed roosters leering at you with their cold glass eyes.
I'm only 20! Shouldn't I be having these problems...like....20 years from now instead???
*sigh*...oh well. C'est la vie, mon cher...