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pick something

i was hoping that sleeping would become easier with age

and exhaustion

 

money was always the problem but now that it's not, i

genuinely thought

 

my shoulders and neck would unwind and i would rest

easier

 

my neck twinges, protesting my naivety, my wrists

have stiffened

 

 

i am contemplating how better to grow up...

 

should i...

 

learn pottery?

drive a car?

invest my money?

go on dates?

find new friends?

lose some weight?

go for a trip?

eat some good food?

do something interesting?

 

 

i am sitting in front of the tv, i laugh

 

a funny joke, some good-looking people struggle

with relationships, stupid games, insane challenges

 

 

my mind wanders and i forget

 

 

now, the chill is in the air, leaves fall to the ground,

night grows longer, i am exhausted

 

my knees hurt, my back hurts, i shed more hair,

cannot down pizza like i used to before

 

my mind wanders and then, exactly when i need the sleep,

lands again in this **** hole

 

of picking something again

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