Grace Carey

I wonder what it would have been like if I hadn’t left my bed this morning.

Would I have been happier?

Would I have been unproductive all day and regretted it?

Would I have slept it all away?

I let fate dictate my decisions every once in a while,

And getting out of bed this morning was one of them.

See,

I wanted to stay in bed.

I wanted the bed to swallow me whole,

So that I wouldn’t be able to leave it,

Because then at least I’d have a valid excuse for why I get nothing done.

But of course,

Like always,

I didn’t wake up in my couches gut.

I woke up and knew I had certain things to get done,

And let my mind trick me into thinking something important, and life changing

Would happen to me today.

Something so incredible,
That I thank the ground for giving me a platform for it to happen on.

But I wait and wait and wait all day.

And nothing incredible happens.

And I have once again fooled myself.

Maybe tomorrow I’ll try again,

Or maybe

I’ll just stay in bed.