I feel I wander aimlessly
I don't know what is next
I don't know what day it is
They all get jumbled up
Weekdays have no curfews
And weekends, early starts
I swirl cursive letters, neatly on receipts
And scrawl out notes in class
Like there is no need to read
I cannot focus on the next, just vague dates in the future
Weeks and months are blending
Together, drifting further and further.
Until my schedule realigns.
10/27/2014
Riley Welch
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