I'm just not that flexible

This is how I feel lately...



NO, not like a cheesy superhero, you smart ass! If I were, it would be much easier. No, it’s more like I’m being pulled in too many directions at once. Between my career (day job) and the evening job it’s like I have no time for anything else…and it’s getting very old.

I need time for the things that are important to me. Things like my lady, my dog, my friends and hell, maybe even some sleep.


Something has to change soon or, unlike Plastic Man, I’ll eventually break.