Finn M-K

A Nothing Day

Added 2025-02-20 18:34:07 +0000 UTC

I...wrote a poem? I'm having a day where I can't seem to do anything but nothing. So I wrote a poem about it, and then recorded me performing it. Enjoy. ^_^

- | A Nothing Day | -
I haven't done anything today.
There are things I could be doing, but I haven't done them.
And by the end of the day the things I'll wish I'd done will be undone, and I'm undone, a little bit, by all the things I'll wish I did.
It's an undoing thing, nothing.

I haven't done anything today.
Is that okay?
It feels like there've been too many of those days.
Things are going well for me, I have my health, I have few worries.
Maybe it's just one of those days.
An undoing day.
A do nothing day.
A nothing gets done day.
A nothing day that in its no-doing way is distinctly grey, and in it I lay, doing nothing all day.

I wish I could prescribe these nothing days more easily.
Manage all this nothing, slot it in more feasibly.
When I know I'm going to say "I've decided on nothing today", when that time is booked away, I quite enjoy a nothing day.
But on the days when I've decided that my worth this day must be derived from doing things, and then that day becomes a nothing day, I deflate.
Like today.
A do nothing day that wasn't supposed to be a do nothing day.
I'm at odds with myself today.

It feels like it's about that time, my meagre focus spent, now, on rhyme.
I have a thing to get to, you see.
A nothing thing waits for me.
So let's decide, right in this line, that doing nothing is doing fine.
At least today.
A nothing day.
And on this mid-week nothing day my sole achievement flecks the page.
At my desk inside my home I stare, eyes glazed, at this poem.
It's enough for my whole day since - lucky me - it's a nothing day.