Nah, titles can be misleading,

There isn’t much to complain about today.

Sure the sky is gray with the first bits of springtime humidity,

But that’s nothing

Because the sun is behind those clouds and

My friend still has sick days,

When either stops, the sun or his sick days,

The zombies are coming, so I’ll rant then.

Seriously though, why do we get so worked up

Chasing goals that never let us rest

Or why do we waste time

Conjuring up demons that drive us crazy?

What’s the point?

None. 

No complaining today…