What if
I wasn’t reliable?
What if
Instead of going to work I took a road trip?
What if
Instead of going to church I took a walk?
What if
I said what you didn’t think I’d say?
What if
I kept quiet when you thought I’d yell?
What if
I woke early in the morning?
What if
I went to bed before dark?
What if
I wasn’t me for a day?
Who would I be if I wasn’t reliable, predictable me?
Reliability is my essence. If I lose it I lose me. (sigh)
© 2016 ck’s days
