I am weary of messes

Everywhere I turn, there's seems to be a jumble of blech lately. Literally and figuratively.

Whether it be the mess in the kitchen (or entire apartment), the one in my chest that has kept me tired and hacking into the wee hours of the morning, or even the one that exploded over a week ago when a close friend's relationship abruptly ended... I just can't keep up.

I feel like I'm constantly behind on everything. I feel frustrated, inept... impotent.

I wish NyQuil solved more problems than cough-laden sleeplessness. Technically, I guess it could, given that you could sleep until the messes cleared themselves up, or become such a disaster that someone else is forced to do it for you.