Yes, I am sick. My nose runs, I cough, and I sneeze like there is no tomorrow.
But there is something else.
I'm sick OF doing the dishes.
I'm sick OF putting away the dishes.
I'm sick OF clearing the way so that people can walk through the living room.
I'm sick OF studying and not retaining anything.
I'm sick OF looking at flies.
I'm sick OF going to class.
I'm sick OF feeling like I've done something wrong.
I'm sick OF feeling jealous.
I'm sick OF being depressed.
I'm sick OF....
feeling useless...
Berkeley....
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