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
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