The mind wanders
over great expanses
but rarely finds much
On a bad day
there's plenty to think of
-more than enough
to fill entire lifetimes
Thoughts like
where you went wrong
what you could do better
why you do what you do
and gawd knows what else
On a bad day
you can think for hours
and contemplate everything
in the normal scope of your life
but still find nothing more
than a few shards of notions
that might do you some good
if you could only put them to some use
The mind wanders
over great expanses
but rarely finds much
Most days
it's a matter of doing
more than thinking
There's work to be done
matters to attend to
things to take care of
and little time remaining
Most days
it's a matter of what to do
with that little bit of time
between being done
and getting ready
to do it all over again
Most of that time
will somehow be spent
trying to think of
something to do
the mind wanders
but rarely finds much
Some days
the thoughts are better
and you feel like you know
just what it is you want to do
On a good day
you feel like you're getting closer
to doing things you truly want to do
and not just doing things
because you need
something to do
the mind wanders
but rarely finds much more
than something to do
On the best days
you never figure out
how much of your thoughts
were about more than just pieces
of something to do
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