Today is not the day to climb the pole.

Today is not the day fill the city potholes that un-align my car and center

Today is not the day to loose 20 lbs, turn back 20 years or relearn 2.0 lessons learned in elementary school

Today is no the day make the sun rise.

Today is not the day when all the house “to-do’s” are completed – they are never completed.

Today is not the day to mend all hurts and embarrassments long forgotten buy others but churn in my stomach.

Today is not the day to raise the dead.

Today is not the day to remove my cataracts and self sew up my eyeballs to heal by 3pm.

Today is not the day when all the age spots will heal and skin becomes smooth with the dawn of the sun.

Today is not the day a fully formed pile of security will appear mapping out the rest of days with blissful ease.

Today is not the day.

Today is not the day and this moment that the breath inside me keeps alert is one that I will follow and release the whip, letting if fall from my grasp to the ground.

Today is not the day the lash will rip my skin and lay me numb.