The realisation that I could daydream my life away
struck me today as I sat trying to read in the library.
Words didn’t even blur, the temperature hardly increased
But my mind went for a walk to find some relief.
Conjuring scenarios of romance and success
Winning fights, succeeding even when under duress
The potent potential of an encroaching future
Subsumed my mind, over took my thoughts
Till I realised, If i didn’t finish the report –
This paraphrasing of critical literature
In order to produce an essay, hopefully more than mediocre –
That victorious win that drew me in
would vanish into a daydreamed oblivion.