Awakened by my neighbor's loud music
"Another day" I say. "I expect the boring."

So I get out of bed and wash my face.
Look at the mirror, what a waste of space.
The chilly wind surrounds me in my bathroom
I shiver and shiver again,
shiver more,
shiver less.

I put on my Sunday clothes,
eat some light Sunday breakfast,
pray to God that something
extraordinary happens to me
today.

But 24 hours pass and
He fails me yet again.