Between my job and other stress factors, I think I might lose my mind soon. When the manager to the other department next to yours forgets to call their clerk in to close so you need to spend 5 hours running back and forth like an idiot, something needs to give. When your friends spend a lot of time either stressed out or acting just plain funny and there's nothing you can do to fix it, it gets frustrating and disheartening.

When your writing has gone to pot because you don't have time for it anymore and that's the one thing you want to do more than anything just to prove to yourself that you still can, it gets maddening.

I think I may snap fairly soon. Things will be thrown and people will be screamed at.