Naive ish

Last night I meandered toward bed,

Like inebriated molasses,

Slow, content, thinking of tomorrow.

Tomorrow I will focus more effectively.

Fight and overcome my distraction.

Oh, tomorrow!

Like thousands of other tomorrows,

Yet, after years, the hope persists.

I keep trying better.

And, even if that is naive,

I am grateful for it.


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

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