I'm tired. Or, perhaps that's an understatement. I'm exhausted.

Same thing, everyday.

As much as I love a routine and hate unplanned deviances from it, it's gotten exhausting.

I have much to be thankful for, truthfully, but I feel stuck, and there's no way right now to get unstuck.

I failed my driving test. I won't be able to go to college until the fall of 2019 rather than next month as my mom and I had planned, due to financial reasons.

I want to feel like I'm going. I want to feel like I'm moving.

Sorry to complain.