the 4am meditation moments
the 5am by the window
the 6am beautiful sunrise in bright orange
the 7am breakfast coz I’m always hungry
the 8am boring cleaning routine
the 9am wanting to sleep again
the 10am juice and vitamin pills
the 11am writeup that makes me smile
the 12 noon lunch only so I can gain some weight
the 1pm driving lesson with the much needed laughs
the 3pm not wanting to go home
the 4pm by the river in an attempt to pause life
the 5pm neverending dinner plans
the 6pm untimely nap
the 9pm waking up with regrets
the 10pm reflection moments
the 11pm heat and eat dinner
the midnight staring at the laptop screen
the 1am how to fix my life plans
the 2am losing myself in day dreams
the 3am wanting to sleep and wake up in a different world
the 4am wakeup call that is missed

It’s not perfect.. it’s downright broken.. each day creating new hope of a better day and each day reminding of the hopelessness.. and yet I carry on.. with no purpose in mind.. with no goals, no aims, no vision, no motivation, no inspiration, no heart, no soul…