In my bed, I shall not be

I am tired.

I am tired and frustrated with the world...

There is a revolving door of evil that comes whirling through life each and every day like a Tasmanian Devil on meth. It is hard to say what sensationalized story that I will hear next. What horrible soundbite has our nations leader rattle off overnight. Where are the walls and floors, stained with blood, located now. How has power corrupted so many and accomplished so little. And in hindsight, how have we given power to those who don't seem to give a damn about the well being and protection of human life.

Yes, I am very tired.

I am tired of hearing things that make me sad ever day. I am tired of seeing people fight with one another online about things so obtuse and inconsequential as the color of a dress. I am tired of watching families divide on issues that should be about common sense and simple decency rather than religious rhetoric and insane personal ego. I am tired of living in a bubble that decries rational thought in favor of popular misconceptions. I am tired of giving a damn.

I know this sentiment rings true for a large number of people. Still, there are those that say "look on the bright side" and offer a very small glimpse into where the bright side is located. And the truth is that there might not actually be a bright side, because our species clings to suffering and pain. Some use it to wield power over others. Some use it to cripple any evolution of science and learning. Some use it to their advantage in order to make it through another day. Most of us feel the weight of the day coming before we have opened our eyes from sleep. And the tragedy begins anew.

I am tired of putting up with it and getting nowhere.

I am worried that there may never be a monumental moment in my lifetime that goes down in history as being revolutionary. There is change occurring. There are footsteps to be followed. There are stories to be made. Hearts to be won. Minds to be changed. Advancements to find and nurture into achievements. But will it happen in this moment? When will time allow those of us who are tired of waiting for change to actually make a change.

It starts small. (So I am told)
It starts with a single step. (Again, so I am told)
It starts with me. (I try to believe this, knowing full well that I have very little influence on even the closest of my friends and family)

I am tired of hoping for a better outcome.

I am tired of being tired.