Sticky Film

My mind wanders unrestricted,

Every day

And, there is no place it will not go,

Including past that pile of thoughts

Of my duties, my “to dos”

Large and small

I have to tiptoe past, so they don’t fall on me.

I used to overt my eyes most of the time,

But I have learned to treat my list, as if it has a sticky film

Such that when I wander by that stack, and look up by chance,

I cannot look away from the task I see until It’s done

And, look how far I’ve started to come.


Published by sickybeat

I am a writer with an extremely active imagination. I love learning answers to questions and what makes everything and everyone tick. I am a "Unique case, medically" if nothing else. I am flawed in my extreme aversion to failure (even when "success" isn't good for me,) but have come a long way in ditching the perfectionist mindset. I like people whose default setting toward others is compassion, an open mind, and honesty

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.

%d bloggers like this: