The level of chill I aspire to be

Poetry

Photo by Erik Odiin on Unsplash

Sometimes, a scene stays embedded in your mind because of its stark contrast to everyday life. It reminds me of what you could be, of what you are missing out on. Based on a true story.

Deadlines every other day,
So much so that I keep a notepad in my pocket,
Lest I forget to jot down something important,
Afraid of losing a single thought into the abyss.

Then I went on a trip 
And see this person on the other side of the road,
Traveling the other direction
In the passenger seat,
Legs outside the window,
Not a care in the world
And I immediately knew
That that's the level of chill I wanted to be.