Today I’m not feeling inspired.
I have no clever story, no life lessons.
Today is just a day.
And I am just existing.
Maybe tomorrow I’ll have a better idea, but for now, I’ll take this.
I will go through a normal day, in a normal way.
Maybe drink some coffee, and continue reading.
With hopes that I’ll start to enjoy the book that I just can’t get into.
Not every day is filled with magic, but some days are.
Those are great days.
Yet I’m content with a simple day like today.