Ordinary, in an ordinary day.

I’ve been idle for so long.

It’s brought back to light once more, and it brings me sorrow, that I’ve been merely surviving and not living.

Today is a day I feel insufficient. I keep on asking myself if what I do and who I am is enough. If being just good enough would suffice. I get different answers at times, and I don’t know if that adds up to this seeming to be burden in my doubting heart.

Substandard, mediocre, commonplace. It really is easy to be this way in my case, to be ordinary in almost every way.

Today is one more day this is given emphasis. As if it’s not already imprinted on and in me.



P.S. I am ending this post with a long-drawn sigh.

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