Kayfucius

A collective of thoughts, poetry, writing works, blurbs, and other randomosity

photo of moon as seen through telescope lens

I always feel a slight sense of discontentment

or disappointment

when

I find myself saying or thinking, “next time.”

Maybe it’s because I’m frustrated with myself

at how it always seems like I’m trying to squeeze too much

into a single day [or sentence];

setting expectations for myself that are way too high to climb

and I also wonder whether I have

(but hope I haven’t)

placed similar expectations on the other people in my life.

I honestly don’t mean to,

it’s just that I’m tired of justifying to myself why

“there’s always next time,”

when I don’t want next times, 

I want right nows.

 

 

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