This day was hell,

Rain of the torrential variety,

Makes me wonder if I should keep my sobriety,

Wish I could take those pills they make for anxiety…

It’s been a day of rolling boulders up hill,

And let me tell you all that take’s some skill,

Of stress today I have totally had my fill,

And it is not even my fault, corporate screwed my day,

Oh for that teensy little blue Xanax pill…

But tomorrow is another day,

Hopefully it is not like today, no way,

Since getting home in my bed I did lay,

Got to get rested for my next boulder,

Pushing that damn thing up hill sure does hurt my shoulder…J