As children we are taught how to tell time…
But, never taught the lack there of
As the days continue to pass I am stuck in my existence
Day that are like….
Try to eat right
Get in car
Get back in car
Stare at a screen with artificial light
At the end of most days…..
I just beat myself up about taking the time to read, write, binge Netflix, or even just “do nothing”
Why am I putting myself down about making myself happy?
Have I now sat in the same seat as Robin Williams, Hunter S. Thompson, Amy Winehouse and many more?
The incompetence imprinted on our mind about how we must live makes us all forgot how to live
Why should I in my last days and feel empty?
Empty that I didn’t take that vacation….
Empty I didn’t take the time to call….
Empty I didn’t take that nap….
We must live somehow
We do need the basics
Are we really living if the mundane out weighs the screams to fulfill your soul?
Written on September 4,2018 by Erin Downey©