One Day

I’ll get my degree.

I’ll make my money.

I’ll take a break.

I’ll take a breath.

One day.

Just not today.

Or tomorrow,

Because I have to get ready for work

And I’m working a double next Friday

And I am nowhere near my saving goal

So I can’t do any of those things.

Not yet.

My goals are my priority

Not my mind

Or my body

Yet when I try to look at my future, 

I catch sight of myself, 

And a part of me questions

If the crying,

Eye twitching,

Exhaustion

And shortness of breath

Are all normal.

If the bar I dangle above my head is at a good height

And if I realize that the only way to reach it 

In the time frame I’ve given myself

Is a sudden growth spurt

But I i'm no longer growing

And if I jump before I am ready

I may cripple my progress

My expectations

Myself. 

So I wonder,

If instead of looking into the distance,

I focus on what's around me. 

The days that surround me

Instead of planning for someday,

I take one day. 

One day to unfocus

One day to exhale

One day to unwind

One day to rewind

Because the accomplishments behind me

Have been swept under the rug

Because they aren't my end result 

So I'll learn to take time

Even a moment

To be proud of myself 

Because if I beat myself up on the way to my destination,

I might not make it in one piece.

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