Waiting

I wake up each day fresh, new, and with a smile on my face.


This is the highlight of my day.

And then the day starts.


Before my feet hit the ground,

They begin.

They tell me all of the things I have to do…

All of the things I need to do.

I keep waiting for something to remind me of the things I want to do.


Maybe that’ll happen tomorrow when I reawaken.

Maybe one of these mornings the sun will shine.

Maybe one of these mornings I’ll be reminded of what I want to do instead of purpose or what I need to do.


Until then…

I’ll keep waiting.

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