All my life I’ve been getting ready

Since I woke at 5 this morning, I’ve been going steady

And all week I’ve been waiting for this afternoon

I ran, lifted weights, swept, and even washed the spoons

And you know what, I’ve been waiting for June

Just like I was waiting for April

I think I’ll go clean the table

That way it’ll be ready for some dinner someday

I guess I’ll go ahead and bake

It’d be nice to sit down, to relax and look around

After I wash all the dishes and cast all my wishes

After I clean all the spoons

And I’m done with all my doing

Maybe then it’ll be June

Then I can relax

But when I start cooking, it makes dishes that need cleaning

And working out makes sweat that has to be rinsed

Before I know it, it’s evening

The day hasn’t made much sense

The table is set

There’s more dishes in the sink

I want to sit down and think

But it’s time to shower

Maybe in another hour I’ll put up my feet

And dive into that book I’ve been meaning to read

Now it’s time to get ready for next week

I finally make it aboard the train to D.C.

On a cloudy Friday

All week I’ve been getting ready to get away

And then, what an epiphany

The train, 45 minutes in, gets delayed

I’m stuck on the tracks with no escape

There is nothing here to get ready for

I’d always thought I was headed north

I put up my feet

There’s no dishes to clean

But oh look, that book I’ve been wanting to read

There’s no table here to set

So I rest my legs, they’ve been so heavy

Just to be still, to be stuck on a train

All week and seemingly all my life – I’ve been getting ready

To board a train that doesn’t move

To be a passenger with nothing to do