The Day I Start Counting 1-2-3

In a place where procrastination seems like a way of life

there seems to be an almost perfect but debatable excuse,

there is no rush, no need to hurry because

tomorrow is another day.

Counting 1-2-3 or three seconds of breathing in and then out 

before losing it

makes patience indeed the greatest of prayers.

But for someone who's days are numbered due to the calculated indecisions 

she has made in her life,

time is of the essence,

and she cannot help it today,

she starts counting

the number of days left, the money spent, the friends made, the lessons learned.

Hopefully tomorrow is better than today.