Pay the Toll

I think my 120 mph lifestyle has finally started to catch up with me. For the first time, the pressure of barely getting in my hours in at the last possible minute (literally) didn't appeal to my sense of motivation yesterday. I think I'm burning out and it's starting to take a toll on me.

The thing that jerks my fuckin' tentacles (to paraphrase the ICP song) is that in my circle of friends, I'm the positive one. I never would have thought that could be possible since I'm constantly a brooding, cynical, neurotic, and sarcastic mess myself.