American Idle

Today, I got out of bed
smacked my 'snooze' button for the third time
walked, half asleep, down the hallway
took a hot shower, used up the last palm-full of shampoo
drove to work, got there early for a change
worked for eight hours; pounding headache, throbbing throat
drove back to my quasi-empty apartment
called up a couple people on the phone
the same people I talked to just a day before
checked my e-mail full of spam and e-junk
looked through my list of unfinished business
never sure where to even start
stressed out, put the list away and listened to some music
got ready for bed, and brushed my teeth once more for no one
fell into bed and out of conscienceness...

Tomorrow, I will rise from bed
smack my 'snooze' button for the third time
and walk, half asleep, down the hallway...

Sometimes, I wonder what would happen if I never rose from my bed at all
I wonder... and I smile