Doing Nothing

Taken from Paper Tissue.

It is
Once again
5 A.M. on a Tuesday and I am sitting reading my biology textbook.

I was doing work for most hours
Of the day yesterday.

I feel like I'm living the day
Of a middle-aged office worker.

Wake up.
Morning routine.
Go to work.
Get home.
Be exhausted.
Go to bed.
Repeat.

I'm too young to be at this stage
Of not doing anything.
Of being too busy to do aything
Of emotional consequence
In a non-party, non-weekend setting.