With tired eyes, with tired minds

It is hard to form a habit, when your mind is tired all the time. To feel constrained, then your body flung in different directions; I cannot take this. 

How does one form a positive outlook on life at this point? Everything has turned into the mundane. 

I had had a angry fit last night, after being called something by F. So much anger I could just crash into one of the cars while driving home. So much that I honked at people who were too slow in the second lane. 

And around me, frustration. 

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