Saturday, 1 December 2018

Now

A poem from 2018

I'm flying by the seat of my pants
No sense of where I see myself in five year's time
No plans and no goals
And I don't have a problem with that
Just living life one day at a time
When I can keep my mind from wandering
Not worrying about the bright future

I'm happy enough just doing my thing

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