Not Poor. Not Rich. Just Tired.

Rich. Just Tired. Chapter Two – Just Tired I’m not poor. I’m not rich. But I’m tired. Tired of trying to make something out of nothing. Tired of pretending I have a future. But worse than that… I don’t even have a present. I’m not writing this for sympathy. I don’t want pity. I’m just thinking out loud. Maybe someone like me... is reading this right now. Maybe you’re not poor or rich either. Just tired.