Maybe Tomorrow
Navigating the Maze of Time: Séamus Scanlan's Reflections
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I sat down in my chair last night
I settled into my chair last night
The one in the corner that bothers my back
The chair in the corner causing discomfort to my back
When I don't pack my legs in just right
When I don't position my legs just right
Not too tight
Ensuring they are not too tight
You see I've got these knees that'll crack
I have knees prone to cracking
Like limbs in the wind of my family tree
Comparing the fragility to limbs in my family tree
Because I lack the flexibility
Due to a lack of flexibility
I'll probably need surgery, sometime soon
Anticipating the need for surgery soon
The light is dim and I could fall asleep and
The room is dim; I could fall asleep
I wish that I would because it's probably exactly what I need
Expressing a desire to sleep as it might be beneficial
But tonight
Despite the urge to sleep, tonight I commit to reading
I told myself I'd read
Setting the intention to engage in reading
Because I find that I struggle from time to time
Acknowledging occasional struggles with the mind
With my mind and where it goes and
Concerns about the mind's wandering and returning from lows
How to bring it back from the throes of a low
Contemplating how to recover from a low or panic attack
Or another panic attack when it's right in front of me
Reflecting on the challenges when faced with immediate issues
Oh, it's all I see
The overwhelming presence of the issue at hand
And so I put that book back down onto the table
Returning the book to the table, postponing reading
Tell myself that I'll pick it back up soon when I am able
Planning to resume reading when more capable
Like maybe tomorrow
Expressing a hope to read, maybe tomorrow
Or the day after that
Or the day after that, suggesting uncertainty
And I unfold my legs
Adjusting posture by unfolding legs
Disarm the lights
Turning off the lights and preparing for sleep
Retreat to my sheet because so begs the night
Retreating to bed as the night beckons
And as I touch down, off my mind goes again
As I lie down, my mind begins to wander again
What's the time again?
A momentary lapse in awareness, questioning the time
It's a quarter after one, sun will be up soon
Noticing it's late, and dawn is approaching
Everything is spinning inside this room
Sensations of disorientation or confusion
Another day waits for me to begin
A new day is on the horizon, waiting to begin
And I think to myself
Contemplating the passage of time
Where does the time go?
Wondering where the time has gone
And so I put that book back down onto the table
Returning the book to the table once more
Tell myself that I'll pick it back up soon when I am able
Planning to resume reading when more capable
Like maybe tomorrow
Expressing a hope to read, maybe tomorrow
Or the day after that
Or the day after that, repeating the uncertainty
And so I put that book back down onto the table
Reiterating the decision to postpone reading
Tell myself that I'll pick it back up soon when I am able
Intending to pick up the book when more able
Like maybe tomorrow
Repeating the hope to read, maybe tomorrow
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