what a crazy day
was today
was this morning;
waking up at 4
to get out the door before 5
to arrive deep into new jersey just after 6
so kip could be in delaware for a meeting by 8-ish
and i could get home
and get a nap
and be mildly ready for a day
at some point
just to have kip leave delaware at noon
be in a car then on a train around 2
and get back to me just before 3
to get home
take the dog out
and crash and burn
because
even with naps
and exercise
and relatively chill commutes,
the change in sleep schedule really really really
took it out of us
and we were dead to the world
by 6:30pm
[but didn’t want to go to bed
for fear of freaking out our bodies’ rhythms
a second evening in a row
so
just go to bed around 9
and be asleep by 10
and maybe the 6:00 alarm
will come in handy
on tomorrow’s saturday
morning
work
July 15, 2024
am i
enjoying
my work?
can i
be mad at
capitalism, even whilst i
enjoy my
work?
the questions of the ages of this late stage implosion
February 12, 2024
it was actually fairly nice
yesterday —
working on a big poem
between rest
and embroidery
and silly television feeds
to make us feel
not quite 100% of the sadness we feel
daily —
there is something to be said for
working hard
on something,
and i did that,
i can do that.
[maybe i am an adult after all]
July 30, 2023
one more
[nap]
one more
[poem]
one more
[cat pat]
one more
[stretch]
one more
[snack]
one more
[chat]
one more
[quick break]
[before i work]
[on a sunday]
May 9, 2023
to warm up with the poetry
as i [try to do] every morning
or to stare blankly at a phone
scrolling and scrolling and scrolling
until half the day has gone by?
i believe this choice speaks for itself
(on the days when my executive functioning allows)
to warm up with the poetry
as it flows and flows and flows
or to work a bit
get things quickly done
feeling even more productive before 9am
than i usually feel by 10pm
this choice is a little harder
but i do have habit backing up a decision for the former
to warm up with the poetry
that speaks of itself in loose verse–
meta-poeting all over the computer screen
as i contemplate any other option here
in this early may morning
i see this choice has been made for me
June 28, 2021
to rest
or to rest
or to rest
or to chore
or to work
(it wouldn’t be the question
had we rested yesterday
but the house
and the march
were well worth it.)