How do you spend your days?

It’s another day of another week of another month of an endless year.

An unremarkable 24 hours in many ways, where I more or less repeat the same events over and over.

I wake up.

I savor my first cup of coffee.

I load the dishwasher.

I make the second cup of coffee.

I respond to emails.

I write.

I wipe down surfaces.

I scroll through the news, through Instagram, through Twitter.

I debate what to eat.

I settle on the same few “meals” that are easiest to prepare. They most often require no more than peeling something (i.e, an apple or an orange) or heating something up (last night’s dinner that Chris made, a plain sweet potato wrapped in foil chucked into the oven).

In between all of those ordinary moments, I think about how I’m not using my one, wild and precious life to do more today.

Or tomorrow.

Or yesterday.

And yet, I find that the buck stops there. (Did I use that correctly? Probably not. Let’s move on.)

At least for now, anyway.

All I can do is the bare minimum to show up for my job, my partner, my family and friends.

Perhaps for the first time in a long time that is enough.