So we keep on fighting. Keep on trying. Yet forces seem to be at work, against me. Demons? I dunno. Yesterday I had a bad call at work. ( I am an inbound phone rep). Today, I screwed up again with something. And then there is still the deal with my parents. And my car. It just seems like on certain days, it would just be easier to be done with it. The fight continues. But, there are those days, when I wish the fight would end. I get so damned tired.