Not Again
I realize suddenly I lived this day yesterday
This happened when I saw the clock
7:18 and I wondered a.m. or p.m.?
Just like yesterday
then I saw the dirty knife on the counter
with crusty peanut butter on it.
Not again! I thought
This is a day I have lived three days already.
I know this is day four, and I do not feel like doing it again.
For three days I did the same exact things.
Today I will not watch TV, I will not play word games.
I will not paint or play with my dogs.
I will sit in this chair and pout.
Because exercising and eating healthy is definitely out.
I might want to break my routine
But not that much!
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2025
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