The Friday’s come so much faster these days.
More frequently, too it seems.
Waking up before the sun isn’t the way it used to be either.
Feels like living in a time lapse video.
Seems a bit rushed,
a tinge out of your control,
a tad spontaneous,
but not in the good way.
It’s more like disoriented — yeah
Wave me in a figure 8 to re-calibrate my GPS.
You figure listening to some mellow singer with an acoustic guitar will help you figure things out at 5 o’clock in the morning.
Or that a dramatic text to a loved one or mentor will flip the switch of inspiration.
Well, it doesn’t.
I’d say you ought to keep wandering until you reach that split in the road, pick a path — the path that looks most fortuitous — and plan each and every step you take.
Or
just decide right where you stand.
That’s worked out well in the past.
Have a look around you.
~BT
To Decide by Brent G. Trotter is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NoDerivs 3.0 United States License.
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