daydreaming of a future when
the busyness fades to a hum
days when work and alarms and cars
fade to choice, no longer need
when less is more, and I can close the door
and go as slowly as I please
many days, I’ve asked myself,
what if someday never comes?
but, I wonder, have I been asking
the wrong questions to myself
because, isn’t today, a someday, too?
and I need to take it off the shelf
-photo by Richard Meeks