burnout
severe. burnout. every morning i feel like i've been hit by a truck. exhausted. physically. mentally. everything. yesterday morning i was sleepy when leaving for work and scraped the side of my accord on the bumper of the previa. damn does my car have some thin sheetmetal. it didn't just dent (four inches in), it tore. now i will duct tape over the tear until the weekend. then i'll have five cars to work on. can't afford to have a shop work on them. cars are more of a chore than a hobby now. when i die i'll be found keeled over an engine bay, wrench in hand.
bilal
bilal