The morning struggle is very real.
Why can’t responsibilities just disappear.
Resting in my comfy bed is more than ideal.
There’s tons of paperwork on my desk.
There’s always another email to check.
This place is far from picturesque.
I wish everything could be more simple.
Could all the boring and bad just fizzle?
Can’t it all just be a bit more blissful?
They say tomorrow things will get better.
Will this good news come in the form of a newsletter?
Or is this information just another error?
Time goes so slow when all you want to do is leave.
I want to think it will soon be over, but I’m in disbelief.
Today will eventually end, but there’s always another eve.
Is it possible to return to childish freedoms with no responsibilities?
Am I right to say this dream could be a possibility?
I know the answer is NO so I guess I’ll take all accountabilities.
Adulting can sometimes be difficult, and it be would be nice to have more stay in your pj kind of days. But at one point, we all have to grow up.