The Weary Traveler
It's a busy night and you can hear the remnants of the kitchen cleaning up and getting ready to leave for the night. Children are playing in the halls and a group of old high school friends sit by the fire discussing times gone by and their families. As I'm sitting here, all I can think of is that I am tired. I'm tired of working for a life that I'm not living. I've had plans to do fantastic things but unfortunately to make it in the real world you have to work to survive. This seems like such a twisted way to live life. I'm also tired of dealing with the people who can't seem to take life seriously. I know that after my first statement this seems contradictory. What I mean, in fact, is that I'm tired of the people who don't understand that tomorrow is never a guarantee. I'm tired of all the negativity that I am dealt by this everyday. Mostly I want a life that is filled with moments. I want to look back on my life and be proud of the life that I
