So this time tomorrow I'll be 30. My 20s sucked so I'm hopeful that the car will get turned around during this decade. I managed to get through my 20s without getting a tramp stamp or other tattoo or any regrettable piercings, so that's a good thing I suppose. I had a little anxiety about turning 30 but now I think that by continuing to work on myself and trying to achieve my goals of having a real career and becoming a published writer, the best is yet to come. Plus, you couldn't pay me to go back and relive ages 20-25. So bring it on 30s! I'm ready...

The sun rises
I am unfazed by its rays
The birds call me
I continue to lie there
Do I toss off
The covers, the pajamas
Do I
Run the shower hot
Rinse off the suds
Do I
Pick out suitable duds
Do I
Join the race for the train
Give up my seat to the lady with a cane
Try to drown out the noisy teens
Do I move my shoulder
To keep him from leaning
Do I
Smile at passersby, the guy
Who makes my coffee everyday
I hit snooze, burrow deeper
For at least seven more minutes...