Written on Tuesday 11th August 2015
Don’t mistake me, the past is great.
I can sit for hours at a time
drawing all the memories from my mind;
good and bad,
but all making me nostalgic or sad,
even if they were happy
when they happened.
And don’t get it twisted, the future is exciting.
I can dream for days about what’ll come of me,
where I’ll go, what I’ll do, who I’ll be.
Exciting to imagine
but also scary as hell,
and I wonder why I bother
when things are going so well.
Right now, that’s where my head should stay.
I must channel my thoughts simply into this day.
Where memories will be made for me to think back upon
and a fragment of the future might become more clear.
But for me to be happy my mind’s got to be right here.