Nothing Gets Done Today
To-do list on the fridge like a ransom note demanding pieces of my spine
Call this person, answer that mail
fix this leak before it floods my life down the line
I walk past it in slow circles
open the door just to stare at condiments and cold air
Close it again, sit back down
and pick at the same loose thread on the arm of the chair.
My friends brag about waking at five, hitting the gym
chasing dreams, hitting marks
I brag about that time I actually changed the smoke alarm battery before it beeped for weeks in the dark
We are not built from the same fuel
they run on ambition
I run on fumes and spite and leftover shame
And right now even spite is tired of carrying my load.
Maybe tomorrow I will be a whirlwind of progress and light and chore-killing glory
But not today. Today I am skipping the story.
Nothing gets done today, not a damn thing, not a dish
not a call, not a fix for the crack in the wall
The world can scream about hustle outside my door
I am not answering the crawl, If they call this sloth
fine
slap your label on my back and move on with your parade
I will be here doing nothing
And that is the only choice I made.
I know the monsters get bigger the longer you ignore them
that bills do not vanish if you watch another episode instead
I know that every “later” stacks the pressure higher
pushes me closer to the edge in my head
But there is a difference between not understanding and just not having another ounce of movement left
I am not confused, I am spent, stripped, and sore.
One day I might get up and knock this list out in a single brutal spree
But if I keep beating myself for falling short every time
There will not be any of me left to see
So I call a truce with my own dead weight and let it sit
Just for today, I quit.
Nothing gets done today, not a damn thing, not a dish
not a call, not a fix for the crack in the wall
The world can scream about hustle outside my door
I am not answering the crawl, If they call this sloth
fine
slap your label on my back and move on with your parade
I will be here doing nothing
And that is the only choice I made.
Tomorrow might be different
or it might look the same gray way, Either way
I survived By doing nothing Today.