Getting Through the Day

 

There is an unbelievable amount
we are expected to cope with these days.

You are supposed to have a job,
a place to live,
a family to support,
taxes to pay—
and somehow remember
every password to Wi-Fi, mobiles, banks,
and the endless doors of modern life.

Some of us never manage
to bring this chaos under control.
So life simply carries on—
spinning through space, hour after hour,
while we bounce along the earth
like lost bubbles,
never quite landing.

Our hearts are like bars of soap—
always slipping from our hands.
The moment we relax, they drift away,
fall in love again,
break again,
all in the blink of an eye.

We are never truly in control,
so we learn to pretend.
About our jobs.
Our marriages.
Our children.
Ourselves.

We pretend to be capable,
well-educated,
good parents,
stable adults—
even though the responsibility
scares us every single day.

We don’t really have a plan.
We just do our best
to get through today,
because tomorrow
will arrive whether we are ready or not.

Sometimes it hurts
for no clear reason at all.
Our skin doesn’t feel like ours.
The bills wait.
Adulthood stands before us—
acknowledged, yet resisted.

We lie awake at night
trying to solve the quiet puzzle
of how to live
a normal, happy life.

And it’s frightening to know
that sometimes
one single bad idea
is all it takes
to turn the world upside down.

Yet still—
we wake up.
We try again.
And somehow,
that too
is a kind of courage.