New Day, Year, Decade
Same Drive, Same Office, Same Desk
Empty Calendar
Back at work after vacation.
It is a new day.
It is a new year.
It is even a new decade.
It all feels the same.
Right square in the middle of my desk is a 2020 calendar.
It is blank.
It is blank, for now.
Hard to imagine how it might be filled up.
Hard to remember how last year’s filled up as well.
Days crawl.
Years fly.
Both get to the finish line at the same time.
No Haiku For You 