What I Feel Like Doing

146 words published on July 30th

What I feel like doing. What I feel like doing. What I feel like doing is writing the same sentence over and over again.

All work and no play makes Shawn a doughboy.

You ever lay on your back and watch a ceiling fan? Let your eyes adjust to the blur? It looks like a propeller on an airplane going nowhere. Then do you try to match one prop with our eyes and follow it around and around?

Why do we do this? There’s no point in following the blade. But here I am, on my back, all the movies in the world at my fingertips, all the songs I love a moment away, and I’m staring at a ceiling fan.

This isn’t much of a poem. I’m not much of a poet. But I am trying to be quiet. I am trying to stay on.