the grind

oh man i am feeling the grind right now. just relentless grind, feeling so tired and so disappointed in people/the world/the news despite ryan gosling’s joyful “i’m just ken” performance and my new sweater. also our house is great but always a total wreck. frankie snapping at everyone. me maxing out with people. mom constantly sending sad texts. trying to find her a new place. trying to exercise / stretch / eat right / take vitamins / take care of skin. linda’s hemoglobin and platelet levels down. life is just a GRIND. how do you make peace with that. (haikus? opera?)