Yug's Portfolio

I woke up late with nowhere to be,
No practice, no plans, no urgency.
The house was quiet, the morning slow,
And there was nowhere I needed to go.

I sat on the couch and stared at the screen,
Watching the hours slip by in between.
I looked for something exciting to do,
But every idea felt old before it was new.

The afternoon came, then drifted away,
Almost identical to the start of the day.
I wandered outside, then wandered back in,
Unsure where to go or where to begin.

Summer once seemed like freedom and fun,
A season of adventure beneath the sun.
But when every day feels exactly the same,
Even excitement forgets how to came.

So I watched the sunset color the sky,
Wondering where all the hours went by.
Then I went to sleep, knowing somehow

Tomorrow would probably be just like now.