An Ordinary Day

Nothing on my schedule,
no place to go.
The phone doesn’t ring.
No e-mail messages.
An ordinary day.

My to-do list grows
with insignificant chores.
Completing only one or two daily
leads to feeling useful.
An ordinary Day.

Time to do whatever I want.
No rush, no anxiety.
But loneliness makes a recurrent visit.
Boredom sometimes stops to say hello.
An ordinary day.

Time is truly relative.
it flies,
or it drags.
Life will happen whether or not I get up.
An ordinary day.

Redefining usefulness.
Readjusting goals.
Refining definitions of success.
Refocusing on long forgotten hopes.
An extraordinary day.




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