It seems I’m often fighting for time,

At home, at work, with my kids. With myself,

In the evening, daytime, middle of the night,

Like right now, scribbling at 3:00am, awakened by thoughts about work, life, struggles, battles,

Fleeting joy, this I know, fighting for time, not so good, slight of hand preferred, slight improvements the goal,

And then slumber sweet slumber again, spent,

GOOD.