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Start Again
A song lyric – with apologies to Robert Frost

Another day, another plan,
cancelled once again.
The days pass by this way,
I don’t know where they go.
Walking in my sleep,
never going too deep;
Caught between too many thoughts,
and I can’t pin them down.
I’ve been around, and round again —
It’s always so frustrating
pulled so many ways, but nothing’s changed.
I rearrange my lists, trying to make them fit
with where and when —
Just waiting for the right time
to start again.
So I say I aim to try
to recalibrate my mind —
Find my way back to the start,
to where the road parted.
It’s partially excuse
and partially the truth —
Who can know the line dividing
sloth from deep intent?
I try again, but what’s to show?