once
my life was a never ending to do list
every minute, every hour, every day
riding the nowhere train
always something to be done
another meeting, another deadline, another promise to keep

the notion of a nap was a faraway fantasy

then

I jumped off-

now

today’s calendar is blank
an empty page
uncluttered, unfettered, unpromised
the delicious bliss of nothingness

what to do on this sumptuously lazy afternoon

the easy chair beckons
a deep breath, a sigh, a shuttering of eyes

happy memory movies play across my mind

is there anything sweeter than an afternoon nap?

tio stib

You might also enjoy: Paddling a Submarine vs. Living an Authentic Life, Life Journey Poems & Prose