I woke up… and for a second, I forgot who I was supposed to be today.

Not completely just enough to feel light.

No expectations, no pressure, no silent checklist waiting for me to catch up.

Then it all came rushing back.

The messages I haven’t replied.

The plans I said I’d start.

The version of me I keep promising to become.

I picked up my phone like it holds answers,

scrolled through other people getting it right,

and suddenly the day felt like something,I was already behind on.

It’s strange how you can wake up tired even after sleeping.

How your body moves, but your mind is still somewhere between yesterday’s regrets and tomorrow’s worries.

And nobody really talks about that part…The quiet mornings where nothing is wrong,but nothing feels right either.

So I just laid there,

not ready to get up,

not able to go back to sleep,

just stuck in that space

a lot of us pretend we don’t live in.

I woke up…

and I’m still trying to arrive.

_A. Noor✍️