Little girl, little girl
What have you done today?
I have done nothing,
Nothing but play.
Young lady, young lady
What will you do this week?
Not that it matters- I choose to do nothing,
My life is so desperately bleak.
Hello ma’am, hello ma’am
Tell me about your year?
Honestly sir, there is nothing to tell…
Can you believe it’s already the New Year?
Tell us about your life in past decades?
Hmmm… nothing comes to mind…
Now who’s up for a game of Spades?
The Not So Fantastic Reality:
The above story was inspired by the following tidbits I encountered today:
ONE: Ever have those moments where you think about your life and you wonder, “What the heck have I been doing all this time?” and the answer sounds something like, “A whole bunch of nothing, that’s what I’ve been doing.” Today was another day that will probably go down in the books as one more wasted for yours truly. I’m feeling a bit under the weather, both physically and emotionally- I’m flat out drained. After 9 hours of having to be ‘on’ at work and have all the answers at the drop of a hat, by the time I get home, especially when I’m not feeling well, the last thing I want to do is…well, anything. The little ditty above is a version of a dialog I have with myself from time to time, and encapsulates my underlying fear, a fear I think we all share on some level, that life will pass me by and I will not have done anything of consequence. I’d like to think that when I’m gone, or even while I’m still around (preferably) I will have done something of import, I will have impacted someone or something, I will have lived a life worth living. Today, I feel like I let myself down. Luckily, tomorrow is only a few hours away. See you then.
Love & Squirrels.