Stresses tear, on and away
How have I grown into one so unable to do the smallest things?
Where does it all begin?
It was X, and then it was Y, and as that eased, well Z crept up, and crept, and year on year, and now there’s J, and still there’s Z, and oh, how the letters go and go and go…
But in the end there’s only [me.. and CPU overheated, as at least once a day] … ?