This Life Is Exhausting

I'm ready to take either Miku or Yukino out for a long drive. The destination? An apartment complex one county away that I was all set to move into back in 2018. I'm certain the one bedroom unit plus a detached one car garage I originally wanted costs at least 40% more than it did six years ago, but that's the least of my struggles. I've reached my breaking point with my siblings, all of whom are at least two cans shy of a six pack. 

The only thing stopping me from throwing my stuff into the back of a one-way rental U-Haul and taking off is my moral compass.

The only thing stopping me from abandoning my healthy habits is how thrilled my friend was when I told her about my weight loss. If she's happy now, I can't wait to see the look on her face when I look something like I did when I wasn't quite old enough to legally drink.

The only thing stopping me from going crazy is that I want to be that someone she can lean on. I may be younger and have fewer life experiences, but I can be that safe harbor she needs to navigate through her own family issues.

The only thing stopping me from sitting on my ass and staring at the walls all day is my novel. I love the first chapter now that it's told in first person narrative, and once I tighten up the story line I feel the ensuing chapters will have the perfect natural flow.

I can handle this, but goddamn it's exhausting.