All my days

Awaken as the sunlight brightens up my dimlit room. A bad taste still dwells in my mouth, tooth decay. The vague memories of last night floats around. A nervous wreck and this headache doesnt help. Have to get going now,have to make it last. There is no space for not being successful. There is no place for number two out there. Have to get going wipe the sleep from my eyes. Motorists hussle, thousands of people pass. Sound of burning tires step on the gas. Skip this light, stop at that one, flash here, flash there. Bumper to bumper, the fumes make me sick. Stacks of files ,lots of pens, stress stress stress. Push yourself to the utmost have to win take the load. Stakes are high this is bread ,this is water, this is life. No rest for this day,perhaps another not just yet. Mind grows tired as day subsides, eyes start burning. Take me home thru the night lights, many hours now has gone. All the angry now no more,problem no problem at all. K