small ponderings

my days lately:
coffee in the dark
work
eat a little
sleep a little
coffee in the dark
work

not glamorous, sacred or profound
but necessary, i guess
"chopping wood, carrying water"
the wheel turns
going nowhere, doing nothing.

my job is to help create environments
where people can realize their dreams
and make stuff
(this apparently
at the temporary expense of my own)
the irony is not lost on me.

no time or energy to ponder,
make things, conceive and work
on grand projects or small nothings
(someone has to take out the trash)
maybe that will change soon (or not)
time i mean, not the trash

a favorite movie: Mr. Holland's Opus...
he got his symphony at the end
i wonder, in 20 years (more or less)
will i get mine?