some days

Some days you check every task off your list. Some days nothing is on the list. Every day, something is experienced.

Some days you feel inspired and write of saving the future. Some days you just ramble to hear your own voice a bit. Every day, you think and communicate.

Some days you move with your own purpose. Some days you watch other purposes play with you. Every day, the interplay is a dance with one or more participants.

Some days you see from far above your tiny sense of self. Some days your perspective collapses into your ego. Every day is open to both.

Some days you stay mostly on one side. Some days can be hours, or moments, before awareness pulls you up to see that it's not something about a day. There are no good days or bad days. There is only this moment, leading into the next.