I’m tired thankfully, not sick-and-tired but the world is working on that
Tired of being lied to by young and old alike as though someone had something to hide from me even after these months and years
Lied to that their qualifications are not as they seemed lied to about responsibility and blame laying versus cooperation and team work
Lied at about relationships that seemed to have no end until they did then lied to further still about new beginnings with promise of future bright.
Lied to about hope, tenacity, hard work honesty, closing time, last call, caloric content receipt of goods and services
Lied to about death and taxes being the only two things certain for I have found – and I’m getting tired of it all - that being lied to is not only a certainty in some cases it is a constant.
One of those days when the moments added up into something. The something then added up to what you needed to write. They come and go, those days and I try not to miss them when they arrive.