Today I feel incredibly tired,
and somewhat disproportionately so.
I have not spent the past few days wired,
but today I just feel ever so slow.
Tuesday has not gotten the memo yet
that today is supposed to be so slow.
I feel like I should be breaking a sweat
as everything else continues to go.
I go slow, but time is moving quickly.
I pause a moment, but lose an hour.
As I crawl through, the day slides on slickly;
making it through requires great will power.
This day will pass; I've already survived
eight-thousand one hundred ninety-nine times.
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