i want to wake up, get up, be active
move before the dawn is done
spread my wings and fly away
but
no ma’am
not today
i want to celebrate, party, be merry
dance until the day is done
throw my hands up, sing and sway
but
no sir
not today
i want to hold you, keep you, be yours
love until my life is done
laugh in every kind of way
but
no son
not today
today is for curling myself up
spending a nychthemeron in bed
masking the outside with curtains
because exhaustion heavies my head
with only one thing left to say:
sorry
but not today
maybe tomorrow
I’m having a bit of a busy week. Lots to do at work, some to do for my own business, and tons to do privately.
I have discovered I have not recovered from whatever it was making me feel down and depressed as much as I assumed I had; it took me two 12+-hours-of-activity-days to figure this out.
But hey, I am learning :) This is all part of some process, I am sure. Just as sure that I’ll feel better tomorrow.
Tomorrow, though. Tomorrow is for self-reflection and picking up where I left off.
But…
Not today.
Elle Vampa 