Day after day searching,
For yet another distraction,
Swimming, baking, golfing,
Or so it seems.
Constantly craving,
That which is not in the present,
Living a future life,
Not yet arrived.
Mentally paralysing,
Any feeble desire for work,
Sunshine,
Blocks it all out.
Silently motivating,
An ingrained belief:
Work is just a distraction,
Or so it seems.
