Hiding from life.... in the bathroom

Here I sit bored to death. If I leave this room I must return to the grind stone that has transformed me into someone that works until i pass out from exhaustion leaving no time for the fun and games of my youth. Why do I do this to myself? Because I know no other way. I have always accepted responsibility open handedly, until my arms are so full i can no longer continue on.

I must learn to say no. Not only to others but also to myself.