Exhaustive People

The caffeine truly wears out when you’re in the room. Every bit of energy ready to start the day suddenly collapses as soon as I actually listen to you complain and complain and….   So, my room is shut to the voice of hopelessness you bring and moves quickly to one where I feel the coffee perking.  Despair from you is like breathing so I get my oxygen from any other source I can find. In the end many a day you finally win and my ability to move forward has me snoring instead.