Geese Dayz

The days are slow and yet my summer vacation is half way done?

I've settled into my place, but my days seem to waste away.

Somedays I go out for a jog down the bike trail.

Other days I work at my menial job that doesn't align with my values.  I stay because I need the money.

I have so many things to do.

When I go to bed, I close my eyes and feel the weight of all things not done.

One goes and another comes.

I want to be productive, just don't know where to start.

I yearn to wakeup with the sun.

Pick myself up.

Do something.