Today
Today isn't a good day. Today is a bad day.
Been awake all night. Tossing around. Turning from left to right and back to left again. Putting my head under my pillow. But that doesn't help at all. It takes away your breath. So head back ón the pillow. No staring at the ceiling. The dark was just too dark for that. Just staring into the dark. No dreams. Just cold foggy winter. The hope for some sunshine was already gone by 6 a.m. You could hear the raindrops on the window. You could hear the street was wet as a lost car driving off to probably Brussels or Antwerp passed by.
Today is a bad day. Still morning. Still a long way to go till weekend. A very long way. A deadline is waiting. No weekend before that. Should I drink coffee? No, no thank you. Some sun would help. If I only could order that...and maybe a big ice cream, lunch in the park, a t-shirt and some sunglasses. But not today. Still some long hours ahead. So let the games begin...knowing that today I will loose anyway.
Been awake all night. Tossing around. Turning from left to right and back to left again. Putting my head under my pillow. But that doesn't help at all. It takes away your breath. So head back ón the pillow. No staring at the ceiling. The dark was just too dark for that. Just staring into the dark. No dreams. Just cold foggy winter. The hope for some sunshine was already gone by 6 a.m. You could hear the raindrops on the window. You could hear the street was wet as a lost car driving off to probably Brussels or Antwerp passed by.
Today is a bad day. Still morning. Still a long way to go till weekend. A very long way. A deadline is waiting. No weekend before that. Should I drink coffee? No, no thank you. Some sun would help. If I only could order that...and maybe a big ice cream, lunch in the park, a t-shirt and some sunglasses. But not today. Still some long hours ahead. So let the games begin...knowing that today I will loose anyway.
1 comment:
*sigh*
one of those.
well, i did learn a breathing technique for that once, where you relax every muscle in your body one at a time, and suddenly find yourself asleep. it did work - once. my legs can be relaxed into non-existence, but the brain is still the only muscle that counts.
hope your day got better. hope the sun arrived and dried up the rain. hope your mind took out the garbage and the garbage man came and took it away.
you'll hit your deadline.
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