Done?
It's done I watched all the movies I bookmarked I read all the books I downloaded I visited all the places I earmarked I heard all the albums I pinned I came back from all of them With fever episodes of inspiration Gushing with enthusiasm both before And a lot more right after I imagined it ends, the wanting more? The essence of life is of living it with high agency While I return to my ways, Ticking off boxes In a hot hurry to fulfill old and new dreams The unknown of your body's clock begetting the rush Creating early morning writing Enduring late night binge watching With no answer, only guessing When it does end I believe with half certainty I could maybe be done