For the past month
I go back and forth
being proud of getting so much done
wanting to slack off.
When I manage the myriad of daily goals,
I want to shout about it to the world!
When I tire of plodding through the routine,
I want to whine about it too.
Slowly, I’m learning
to say less
just do it again tomorrow.
Don’t bitch, don’t boast, don’t quit.
Is this just adulthood
am I self-actualizing?