my legs are sore from

dancing the night before

i forgot to charge my phone

and i know i’ll find my wallet later


i wake up to the sound of my cat

rummaging around my room

(only to return to lay at my feet in boredom)

instead of

a familiar and unwelcome alarm


i could workout if i wanted to

maybe go to the grocery

i’m sure i’m out of something i need


i could crochet

or read the new book i got

make myself some coffee

(instead of the the customers i see daily)


there’s so many possibilities

and so little time

on my day off