I want to be the smiling person at the table, loving life, laughing. Oh to laugh. I don't even remember the last time I truly laughed. You took a video of me once. You commented on how giggly I am and how I'm always smiling. But where is that smile now?
Maybe look under your shoe before you scrape it off. Maybe you SHOULD bother to check to see what remnants of the forgotten joy you have soiled by stepping on it.
I'm just so tired of being the only one trying. I'm tired of being the only one with any sense. I'm so tired of caring. In fact, I think I'm going to learn to shut that off.