Today I felt my feet were dragging, like weights shifting awkwardly below me. But still, they moved.
Today I saw cars and people coming and going in an angry race for space. But still, I was in the race.
Today I stopped for a coffee with no time to spare. But still, I made it there.
Today I sighed as the workday dragged on. But still, it came to its end.
Today I didn’t want to do it. But still, I did.
Today I felt displaced. But still, here I am.
Today I, Today I, Today I.
Tomorrow I will get up, wash my face, and go to wherever I go. But I will think of today and remember that I found a way.
And so can you.