Feeling Feelings Day 99

What madness is this?

Something seems amiss.

I toil during the night and the day

Only to discover that I can’t keep these frightful thoughts at bay.

Merely breathing is an expensive expense.

Counting all the dollars and cents is common sense.

But when a dollar made is a 100 percent spent

Before you see a cent.

How does one make a dent?

How does one become content?

Side Note – The words above are about inflation and salaries not matching the cost of living. And my feelings…