For so many little reasons

I am having a bad week.

The child turns 5 soon.
My house does not feel like my home.
My mom is in town.
My mom is in town and I have to work.
Business has been slow today.
My jeans are too tight.
I need a haircut.
I need to wax my eyebrows.
I need to shave.
I need to get laid. (Hopefully after completing some of the above needs.)
We are out of Nutella.
I am very hungry right now.
I miss my friends who have gone away.
People I love are sick and I can’t take care of them.
People I love might forget about me soon.
I am tired of losing people.
I am tired of behaving like a selfish child over the whole damn thing.