Lately I have been busy and have been lazily posting youtube videos instead of actually writing anything.
I think this is adversely affecting my writing skills because I just spend 20 minutes stuck trying to come up with an example for this draft about gratitude that has been sitting in my folder for the internet equivalent of 50 millenia.
Boo.
Lately, I have been busy cyclically cleaning and uncleaning my room.
Vanquishing clothes to hangers and books to shelves,
Only to resettle them on my floor,
Just to be comfortable.
Lately, I have been sleeping with my headphones,
And other things I forget to remove from myself each night,
when I get into my bed,
Like your weight on my mind.
Lately, I have been confusing myself between things,
And forgetting which of them is true,
Like memories and dreams.
About the years that have past.
Lately, I have begun deciding
That lately I've been adrift
And lately I've begun to forget
That today is still a gift.
Ideally, all I want to do in my life is write simple rhyming poetry and become a legend. A la Dr. Seuss.
