Executive Dysfunction
Everyone in the world is eating breakfast.
Breakfast is a waste of time.
I need more time to toss and turn.
To lie here, reluctantly.
Maybe lying here will make me stronger.
And more able to finish all the things I never got done.
All those things from yesterday.
All those plans from my whole life.
Which leads me to this moment.
Lying uselessly in bed.
Feeling like prey.
The pitter patter of the morning causes me to panic.
Because at any moment now…
She’s going to call me down for breakfast.
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