In this dramatic monologue, the topic of discussion is,”How much work pressure can someone take before caving in?”
There’s just too much…too much going on…my brain is dreary. I keep trying to concentrate on something but all that keeps happening is this fuzziness. This isn’t like me at all. I have multiple projects going on at once. My projects at work and my own personal projects and they just keep stacking up on me. I don’t know how much more weight I can hold.
Sleeping has become uncool. I don’t sleep right anymore. My will keeps pushing me but my body is beginning to shake and I’m just hoping I can hold the steering wheel in place long enough, before veering off the road.