I am getting my dreams and my nightmares confused. The nightmares are becoming real and my dreams are becoming nightmares too.  I am trying to ride on the easy going part of the stress train, but the problem is that there are things out of my control. I want to sit back and let life take the reins, but I cannot- there is too much at stake.

Optimism has turned into spite, excitement has turned into sick of waiting.  My patience is so thin that it is sheer.  I don’t even want my dream anymore, I have given up on that goal.  It’s not worth the sacrifice, too much has been demanded, and not enough is offered as compensation.