my life?

I know it seems like all I do is complain on this blog,
but this is an outlet.  I have nobody here to talk to,
nor time to call friends or family.  My father is very
ill and I can only call my parents once a week
because of how late I work, which tears at me.  I do
have plenty to write about here.  I want to update
with an account of my friend Melissa's trip to
Chicago, but I haven't had the time to compose
my thoughts.  I have movie reviews, but again
time is is the problem.  And I will write about
my recent trip to T.O. once I process it more.
But now I complain, so deal with it.

I spent most of my 20s buried in study with the
shadow of  a social life poking up on occasion.  
After grad school, I started to come out of my shell
and started to become a normal functioning adult.
The past 3 yrs in Toronto, I actually lived for once
in my life and felt like I actually belonged somewhere.

Now, here in Chicago,  it's all gone.  I'm working
longer hours than I ever have in my life.  Grad
school pales.  I have no social life with little
chance of respite.  I feel myself regressing.
I have no idea how long I can keep this pace up.
I dread waking each day.  This is no way for a
person to live.  I feel like my life is wasting
away and I'm helpless, completely helpless,
to stop it.  I envisoned more to my life than
this.  Now all I have is work with no change
from that in the immediate future.  Not very
hopefull, heh?  Such is my life....