Stay off the Black Train.

The crossing arm is coming down on my head, I can feel The train coming closer and closer!
I have had my duties shifted and It is not something that I am trained officially to do. I am not give 100% and this bothers me more than Words can express. All I want to do at the end of the day is cry, but that is just self pity.Along with a touch of depression coming on. It sucks big wonkers to feel this way,I’m in pain and It just can’t be stopped.I’ve tied the knot in the end of my proverbial rope and I holding on and swinging as if my life really did depend on it.

Flying grey Squirrels on a white sandy beach drinking tall frosty mugs of ale.
The school year is coming to a close.
I have not had black thoughts about not being here all year. I’m way too busy. I think thats the key,not giving my left brain time to contemplate what the right brain is thinking.