I've had enough of just about everyone and everything. I just want to run away, not tell anyone where I'm going and have a little quiet time. Is that a crime? I'm really getting sick of everyone I work with and all of their petty little dramas. Ken's been trying my last good nerve lately. I've been pushing myself incredibly hard with what little free time I have lately. It's all starting to boil over and I just want to get in my car and drive. And drive. And drive.