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