But the task was not missed,
For after the coffee and the movie,
There was productiveness,
Which, yes, I know is not really the point,
It's about reflection,
On where I am and where I want to be,
Without any work akin distractions,
Yet it feels quite good to get something done,
Which has to say something,
About where I am, where I want to be,
Unless I'm just hiding,
For fear of truth,
There is too much at stake,
What if what's real makes me stumble and fall,
Finding out that I don't have what it takes?
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