Down Hill from Here

Today is my birthday.  I woke up to a headache.  I decided to power through.  Went to the post office and came to school.  I decided to head back home to rest, since my headache was persistent.  I went down to Jill's room and when I got there I ended up with something behind my contact lens.  She got to see me cry from one eye.  I then realized, I am 33 and I am falling to pieces.   It has all gone to pot.