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?
No complaining today…