It has never occurred to me that I would be so frustrated beyond belief that I wish I could explode. I never thought I would get this annoyed at life and the things in it. Growing up, I never saw life as a burden or as a duffel bag packed with bowling balls that you have to carry everywhere with you. I never thought life would grow tiresome. I had always had this picture perfect idea of life. I always saw myself smiling and happy; never sad, stressed, angry, fatigued or disappointed. As the years passed my burden grew as innocence was lost. I wish I could go back to having the naïve mind of a child. I don’t want to know half the stuff I know now, I want to have an excuse for not knowing. The century I live in has brought to light new horrors and worries. Fear has set in, a disease upon us all.