Ode to
This is an ode
to the coffee machine
who never gets tired of me coming by
too often
2 cappucino's in one cup
This is an ode
to the water bottles at my desk
who wait patiently for another day
that I value them more
than the coffee again
This is an ode to my calendar
who is discrete
when I move some non-finished tasks
to the next day
This is an ode to my bed
who welcomes me
at not so hip hours
under her soft duvet
(Oh irony, after feeling tired all day, I start to feel more energetic again at this hour. But I promised myself to go to bed early, so I will. Goodnight. Tomorrow is another day to be alive and kicking).
to the coffee machine
who never gets tired of me coming by
too often
2 cappucino's in one cup
This is an ode
to the water bottles at my desk
who wait patiently for another day
that I value them more
than the coffee again
This is an ode to my calendar
who is discrete
when I move some non-finished tasks
to the next day
This is an ode to my bed
who welcomes me
at not so hip hours
under her soft duvet
(Oh irony, after feeling tired all day, I start to feel more energetic again at this hour. But I promised myself to go to bed early, so I will. Goodnight. Tomorrow is another day to be alive and kicking).
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