Jul 15, 2020
Going Places
Every night I start my day
by going to bed
On Mondays, I’m in college,
Back to sipping iced-tea between lectures
And scribbling numbers to make up my assignments just before the deadline hour
On Tuesdays, I’m in school,
Stealing every possible chance to sneak to the corner of the class so I and my gang can play truth and dare
On Wednesdays, I’m in the pool,
Pretending to be floating in outer space with my eyes closed and my back against the water.
On Thursdays, I’m at grandma’s,
Consuming entire jars of peanut butter while watching grandma’s favorite TV show with her
On Fridays, I’m on a date,
Holding hands and sharing pine-orange ice cream on our walk along the lake’s border
On Saturdays, I’m on a trip,
Dancing in the backseat to the songs I’ve been adding to my travel playlist since forever.
On Sundays, I struggle to sleep,
Because every Sunday I realize that I’m stuck in this cycle of going places
And waking up to find that I’m actually stranded inside this four-walled desert forever
The next Monday
I start my day by going to bed
Yet Again
-Yashasvi
