I wish there was

There may be no exit wound but it feels like I've been battered from pillar to post. Work has been so hectic I sometimes don't know if I am here or there, or anywhere for that matter. It has been a constant plate spinning, full tilt, no brakes, seat of the pants ride fo rthe past, ooh, probably year or so? But, to be honest it only really got f'ing crazy over the last seven months or so, until now, when it seems to have ramped up again. At least when you get shot you can at least see the entry wound.