So, y'all* it seems like people are in a venting mood.
The first thing I want to say is that I'm really happy with the place I'm in in my life. I do my own show with my own material, I work more or less when I want, I go where I want, I pay my bills and can afford things that I like (as long as the things I like are cheap).
That being said, some days, it's just a fucking grind. It's hot as balls, you don't want to be out there, the audience doesn't want to be out there, nothing works and you feel like a hack—even though you know it's just the weather.
Like I said, my job is pretty great, but it's definitely work, and some days it's rough out there.
*I am not from the historic south; anytime you see me write "y'all" it should be read in the voice of Tammy Taylor.