I'm tired

Just thought I'd share with the world how bloody tired I am. I know, it's nothing new or even the slightest bit important. I know that I'm indulging in gratuitous public whining. I even know that I'm not in any way alone in having to get up out of a warm bed (repeatedly) in the middle of the night to deal with a crisis at work. Despite knowing all that, somewhere deep inside me is a little voice that rebels against the cold, hard nature of our lives. Who was it that decided that the world had to be this way? I certainly wasn't consulted, I know that much. I never got asked, "Hey, would you like to live in a universe where 75% of everything is a pain in the ass?" Nope. Missed that interview question, I guess. Didn't get the memo or something. So, I have to wonder if there exists anywhere out there, in the vast reaches of the infinite Multiverse, a place where only 25% of everything is so tedious and exhausting. If so, I'd like to sign up for a transfer, please. Barring that, I'd settle for a few more hours of sleep. Funny how we lower our expectations, huh?