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Some days just go like this................ Twentieth Century Lament Sometimes I feel As if I'm losing control Time and Space distorted Inescapeable black hole All that I must do And all that I should I'd like to catch up If only I could Torn in various directions By endless responsibilities Their urgency unrelenting Straining tired sensibilities Laundry, Cleaning, Bills Falling ever further behind Groceries, Cooking, Dishes Little relief do I find A job with some OT Friends, Dog, and Family Oh my God! In all this mess, I almost forgot about me! When in all this chaos Do I take care of myself And do what is necessary To ensure my continued health? Exercise, Meditate Read, Sleep, and Play I can fit that all in Maybe later today The more that I hurry To do all that needs done, Evermore slowly I go Mind/Body no longer working as one I pray for some guidance A way out of this mess To simply enjoy life Before the Long Rest. * Wendy Tebay